Ham on Wry

OUR PLEAS FOR MORE NOTES from the lighter side were also answered by A. S. of South Dakota, who remembered, "One snowy winter day, when I was walking to chair a meeting, I walked through the business district. A drunk fellow staggered up to me and kept step. He asked me if I'd like to join him for a drink. I replied, 'No, thanks, I'm going to AA.' He didn't say another word until he reached the bar door, where he turned to me with a puzzled look on his face and said, 'Are you sure I can't buy you just one little drink? It's a long walk from here to Anchorage, Alaska!'"