Deeply inebriated.

A man returned home deeply inebriated.
"Again, you miserable drunkard," his wife said. "Just this morning you
promised that you'd stop drinking and would love me."
"Right," the husband said. "I'm really sorry. I promise to love you. I need
though one drop of vodka, the last one."
The wife sighed and poured a slug of vodka into a glass. The man gulped it,
and then fell silent. After a while he said, "My dear, to strengthen our love, I
really need one more slug..."
In despair, the wife ran to the balcony and shouted, "My God, is there at
least one real man in this building?"
From the next door apartment a voice sounded, "Why, do you have some vodka
there?"