The drunk was floundering down the alley carrying a box with holes on the side. He bumped into a friend who asked, 'What do you have in there, pal?'
'A mongoose. '
'What for?'
'Well, you know how drunk I can get. When I get drunk I see snakes, and I'm scared to death of snakes. That's why I got this mongoose, for protection. '
'But,' the friend said, 'you idiot! Those are imaginary snakes. '
'That's okay,' said the drunk, showing his friend the interior of the box, 'So is the mongoose. '
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