I’m sprawled out on the couch at some party, watching TV. In walks what seems to be the entire local police force.
Cop: “Son, have you been drinking.”
Me: “Uh-uh, watching Nlaturday Lite Slive.”
Cop: “Excuse me?”
Sober Friend: “He said he’s watching Saturday Night Live.”
Cop: “Is that so? Here’s your breathalizer.”
Sober(?) Friend: “Oh don’t bother with that, he’s just really, really stoned… shit… I mean… uh… tired.”
And I still blew a fucking 0.07.