Two buddies are getting very drunk at a bar when Boudreaux suddenly throws up all over himself. "Oh, no. Now Clotile will kill me!" Thib says, "Don't worry, pal, Just tuck a twenty in your breast pocket, tell Clotile that someone threw up on you and gave you $20 for the dry cleaning bill.” So they stay for another couple of hours and got even drunker.
Eventually Boudreaux rolls home and his wife starts to give him a bad time. "You reek of alcohol and you've puked all over yourself! My God, you're disgusting!"
Speaking very carefully so as not to slur, Boudreaux says, "Now winaminit… I can e'splain everything! Itsh not what you think. I only had a couple drinks. But this other guy got sick on me ... he'd had one too many and he just couldn't hold his liquor. He said he was very sorry an' gave me $20 for the cleaning bill!"
Clotile looks in the breast pocket and says, "But this is $40."
"Oh, yeah. I almos' forgot… He $h!t in my pants, too!"