An Irishman who had a little too much to drink is driving home from the city one night and his car is weaving all over the road.
A police officer finally spots the car and pulls him over.
“So,” says the cop to the driver, “where might you have you been?”
“Why, I’ve been to the pub of course” slurs the drunken Irishman.
“Well,” says the cop, “it looks like you’ve had quite a few too many pints of ale this evening”.
“I did all right,” the drunk says with a big grin.
“Did you know,” says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest, “that a few blocks back, your wife fell out of your car?”
“Oh, thank heavens,” sighs the drunken Irishman. “I thought I’d gone deaf!”