An aquaintance of mine was invited to a 'Stag Night' party and, being ever eager to hit the bottle at every opportunity, gleefully attended.
It would appear that he over-indulged and was obliged to call upon one of his close friends in order to secure a lift home since the taxi service refused a request on his behalf on account of his reported condition.
His friend lived some distance away and arranged to pick him up in about one hour from the time of the call.
Back to the party stumbles the drunken guest and indulges further, the result of which renders him almost paralytic.
The hosts were somewhat dismayed at his condition since the party had ended up in a penthouse flat by the 'River Thames' and, in order to save residents in the building the possibility of having to view the spectacle of a drunkard stumbling through the luxury foyer of the apartment block, (or being sick in the elevator) it was decided to have him carried down the 'Fire Escape' by the friend who had duly arrived.
All went well for the first flight downwards, unfortunately, the regular movement of the descent encouraged a sudden 'Chucking of the Guts' and the friend, in such a hurry to control the direction of flow, stumbled and fell down the next flight breaking an arm and seriously injuring both his legs together with lacerations to his face and back of the head.
The drunkard................................unscathed !!.
There MUST be a moral to this story, the latest news is that the wedding went well, the drunkard is sober and the friend is expected to remain hospitalised for at least ten days. poor chap.
