Ham on Wry

G. P. OF SCOTTSBLUFF, NEB. writes about the man at the bar who ordered one drink after another. After downing each one, he took out his notebook and wrote in it. After a while, the curious bartender asked what he was so busy scribbling. The fellow explained his doctor had given him a two-drink-a-day limit and told him to keep track of them. The bartender couldn't believe it, pointing out that he'd served the fellow at least fifteen drinks. "Oh, I know," replied the drunk, taking out his notebook. "I'm already into next year."