A quick joke

Here’s a funny joke we heard the other night at Crackers.

It’s the worst when you’ve been drinking and you fall asleep on the sofa and you wake up there the next day.  Fully clothed.  You know the feeling.  Sunlight hits you and wakes you up. You realize you still have your shoes on.  And your first thought is, “I’m probably… late… for whatever… I’m supposed to be doing…

That’s all I can think of tonight.

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