A man calls the owner of a liquor store one evening. What time do you open the store tomorrow morning? The owner answers – we open at nine, Sir, good bye.

A few hours later the same man calls again and asks the same question, only this time he is a bit tipsy. I already told you Sir – we open at nine, now stop calling me.

Then he calls again about four o’clock in the morning. This time he is totally wasted. Again he asked the same question. The owner, pretty angry by now, screams at him – you know when we open, and by the sound of your voice we won’t be letting you in to the store any time soon.

Who said I wanted in, says the man, I want to get out.