A guy sits down at the bar looking forlorn and really depressed. The bartender, who recognizes him as a regular asks "what's wrong?" as the guy turns down a drink in favor of water.
"well I got really hammered last weekend."
"It happens" said the bartender. "Do you think you have a problem with drinking?"
"oh no. it's not that...it's just..." he hesitates.
"aww C'mon, you can tell me. I've heard it all" Says the Bartender.
"Well after I left here I went home..."
"ok? "
"and I blew chunks all night"
Not understanding why the guy was so distressed the bartender chuckles "so what's the problem there? I've found myself kneeling at the altar of the porcelain god a few times after drinking too much."
"No.. you don't understand.." Says the depressed man. "Chunks is my dog!"
"well I got really hammered last weekend."
"It happens" said the bartender. "Do you think you have a problem with drinking?"
"oh no. it's not that...it's just..." he hesitates.
"aww C'mon, you can tell me. I've heard it all" Says the Bartender.
"Well after I left here I went home..."
"ok? "
"and I blew chunks all night"
Not understanding why the guy was so distressed the bartender chuckles "so what's the problem there? I've found myself kneeling at the altar of the porcelain god a few times after drinking too much."
"No.. you don't understand.." Says the depressed man. "Chunks is my dog!"
