All three get crazy drunk and then head home. The next weekend they meet up again.
Guy #1: "Guys, my life is ruined. I got so drunk last week that I was pulled over driving home and got a DUI. I'm probably going to have to go to jail."
Guy #2: "Damn, that sucks. But my night was worse. I went to have a cigarette before bed and dropped the cigarette. I burned my house down and now I have nowhere to live."
Guy #3: "Guys, both of your stories are bad, but my night was by far worse. I was so drunk that I went home and blew chunks."
The first two guys look at the third a little puzzled, then ask what was so bad about throwing up.
Guy #3 replies "no, you guys don't get it. Chunks is my dog."
Edit: Dogs name from "Chucks" to "Chunks". I've personally heard it both ways.
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