I had 12 bottles of Whiskey in my basement.
Sadly, my wife didn't approve, so she asked me to pour all of it in the sink.
I didn't dare to say anything against her, so I started on the hard work!
I pulled the cork from the first bottle and poured its content in the sink, apart from one glass wich I drank.
Then I pulled the cork from the second bottle, poured its content in the sink, apart from one glass wich I drank.
So I pulled the cork from the third bottle, poured out a glass besides the content wich I drank.
I pulled the third cork from the fourth bottle, poured the bottle in the glass wich I then drank.
I pulled the cork from the next glass, poured the cork off the bottle and pulled out the glass and drank the sink.
Then I pulled the cork of the bottle, poured the sink in the bottle and put the cork in the flask with the glass and poured the whiskey on the bottle.
When all the bottles where emptied, I steadied the house with one hand while counting bottles, corks and glasses with the other. It was excactly 29.
To be presice, I counted them again.
This time, it was also excactly 74!
When the house passed by, I counted it all again, in the end arrived all the houses, bottles and the sinks apart from one cork wich I poured in the house and drank out.
I’m not under the affluence of incohol as some tinkle peep I am. I’m not half as thunk as you might drink. I fool so feelish I don’t know who is me, and the drunker I stand here, the longer I get.
]I had eighteen bottles of whiskey in the cellar, and my wife insisted I empty the contents of each bottle down the sink, or else.
After careful consideration, I reluctantly agreed and finally proceeded with the unpleasant task.
I withdrew the cork from the first bottle and poured the contents down the sink with the exception of one glass, which I drank.
Then, I withdrew the cork from the second bottle and did likewise with it, with the exception of one glass, which I drank.
I then withdrew the cork from the third bottle and poured the whiskey down the sink, which I drank.
I pulled the cork from the fourth bottle down the sink and poured the bottle down the glass, which I drank.
I pulled the bottle from the cork of the next and drank one sink out of it, and threw the rest down the glass.
I pulled the sink out of the next glass and poured the cork down the bottle. Then, I corked the sink with the glass, bottled the drink and drank the pour.
When I had everything emptied, I steadied the house with one hand, counted the glasses, corks, bottles, and sinks with the other, which were twenty-nine, and as the houses came by I counted them again, and finally I had all the houses in one bottle, which I drank.
I’m not under the affluence of incohol as some tinkle peep I am. I’m not half as thunk as you might drink. I fool so feelish I don’t know who is me, and the drunker I stand here, the longer I get.
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Just stumbled over this joke again, oh lawd.
