posted May 03, 2000 01:03 AM            

Flight to Phoenix

Two drinkin' buddies, who are airplane mechanics, are in a hanger at the San
Francisco airport; it's completely fogged in and they have nothing to do.

One of them says to the other, "Man, have you got anything to drink?"

"Nah, but I hear you can drink jet fuel -- that'll kinda give you a buzz."

So they do, get smashed and have a great ole' time; like only drinkin' buddies
can do.

The following morning, one them wakes up, expecting his head will explode --
like every other drunken binge. But it doesn't. He gets up and feels good. In
fact he feels great -- NO hangover!

The phone rings, it's his buddy. The buddy says "Hey, how do you feel?"

He replies, "I feel great!"

And the buddy says, "I feel great too!"

"You don't have a hangover?"

He answers, "No - that jet fuel is great stuff -- no hangover -- we ought to do
this more often."

"Yeah, we could, but there's just one thing..."

"What's that?"

"Did you fart yet?"

"What??"

"Did you FART yet??"

"No..."

"Well, DON'T, 'cause now I'm in Phoenix!"