A man is in bed with his wife when there is a knock on the door.
He rolls over and looks at his clock, and it’s half past three.
“I’m not getting out of bed at this time,” he rolls over again. Then, a louder knock follows.
“Aren’t you going to answer that?” his wife says.
The guy grunts, drags himself out of bed, opens the door, and sees a man standing there, who is obviously drunk.
“Hi there,” slurs the stranger. “Can you give me a push??”
“No, get lost. It’s half past three. I was in bed,” says the man and slams the door.
He goes back and tells his wife what happened, and she says, “Dave, that wasn’t very nice of you. Remember the night we broke down in the pouring rain and you had to knock on a man’s house to get us started again? What would have happened if he’d told us to get lost??”
“But the guy was drunk,” says the husband.
“It doesn’t matter,” says the wife. “He needs our help and it would be the right thing to do.”
So the husband gets out of bed again, gets dressed and goes downstairs.
He opens the door, and shouts, “Do you still need a push??”
The drunk cries out, “Yeah, please.”
The guy doesn’t see the stranger, so he shouts again, “Where are you?”
The drunk replies, “I’m over here, on your swing.”
