Mikey is at the pub with his mates havin a few brews. After a few hours of solid drinking he decides to get off the bar stool and go home. He only lives a few doors up so he tries to stand up and *WHACK* face first on the ground. 'Oh sh*t, im totally pissed, how am I gonna get home?' He decides to crawl out of the front door and tries again to stand up *SMACK* he clobbers himself on the footpath. 'Oh f*ck, im gonna have to crawl again!' So he crawls up to his front door and tries to get up again. *BANG* he thumps his head on the floor as he opens the door. He crawls to the couch and passes out. The next morning his wife comes in and says 'Mikey, you silly bastard, your mates from the pub rang! You left your wheelchair behind!'