A guy is drinking in a bar and decides, after several rounds, that it's time to leave. He stands up to head out and WHAM, falls flat on his face. He picks himself off the floor and WHAM, he falls on his face again. Once more he tries to get to his feet and once more he falls face first into the floor. Seeing that walking is out of the question he starts to crawl out the door and down the street. As he makes his way to the front door of his house he decides that hiswife would be very upset to see him crawling into the house in the wee hours of the morning so he makes another effort to walk upright. Just as before, he winds up face to the pavement. As quietly as possible, he crawls in the front door and up the stairs to the bedroom where he colapses into the bed. The next morning his wife wakes him up, screaming, "You were out drinking again last night and came home stinking drunk again didn't you !?!" He confesses that he was out drinking and he did come home drunk. "But how did you find out?" he asks. She replies, "Because the bar called and said that you left your wheelchair there again!"