Good to go
A drunk's wife talked him into attending a big Salvation Army fund-raising dinner. Knowing there wouldn't be much booze, if any, he really wasn't looking forward to going. So before leaving the house he prepared for the boring evening by polishing off the better part of a bottle of scotch. Ready or not, he was good to go! Or so he thought. The dinner hadn't even started when he leaned over to his wife and whispered, "I'm gonna puke." Hoping to spare herself more embarrassment than necessary, the disgusted wife told him not to use the men's room, "Go outside behind the building if you have to get sick." Off he went, but was back at their table less than a minute later. Horrified, the wife was scared to ask, but did anyway, "You didn't make it outside, did you?" The drunk replied, "I didn't have to! There's a box right by the entrance that says: For the Sick."