Blew Chunks

The night after the boss's Christmas Party, I invited a couple
of my friends over to ask them what happenned to them last
night. They all seemed sure that their experiences were just
terrible. So I went up to my friend Bob, and asked him what
happenned.


He said, "Last night, I got so drunk that I couldn't even walk
straight. When I got home I was so drunk that I blew chunks."


"That is nothing," my friend Todd said. "Last night I was really
drunk, and while I was driving home, I got pulled over for
D.U.I. Now I am going to have my license suspended."


"That is nothing at all," said my friend Larry. "Last night I
was so drunk when I walked in my house that I ended up in the
wrong bed. I thought I was sleeping with my wife, but I was
actually sleeping with the Nanny. My wife caught me in bed and
kicked me out of the house."


Everyone was shocked at that, except for Bob.


He said, "Guys, I don't think you understand. Chunks is my dog!"