Ham on Wry

A FRIENDLIER BARTENDER was closing up after last call one night when his final patron, a huge boozer, abruptly passed out and slumped to the floor. The proprietor tried and tried to get him to his feet, but couldn't. Finally, he found identification in the rubber-legged guy's wallet and decided he'd take him home. With strenuous effort, he dragged the lifeless hulk out to his car. With even more strenuous effort, he hauled him, deadweight, up the walk to his front door. There, a grateful wife thanked him profusely for bringing hubby home, then wondered, "But what happened to his wheelchair?"