December 1988
Ham on Wry
FROM LINCOLNWOOD, ILLINOIS, T. C. tells about the drunk who staggered up to a parking meter, inserted a quarter, turned the handle, and gasped: "My God, I'd better sober up. . .I've lost 100 pounds!" Do you suppose he was the same guy who was seen knocking on a lamp post late one night and a cop who knew him said: "Forget it Joe, there's nobody home."
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