A drunk falls into a hole He sees a young man walking by, and he calls him over. "Oy! Laddie! Can you help me get out of here?" "Who are you?" "Pastor Jones, from the local Parrish, now help me out, boy!" "Why are you here?" "I fell in while taking my afternoon constitutional." "What are you doing?" "I'm standing here, needing your help, now can you go get me something to get out of here with?" "I don't know about that." "Come now, sonny. Surely you can help an old man get out of his predicament by grabbing a rope or something." "I don't know about that." "OK, I'll level with you. I got a bit into the sacramental wine, and had a wee bit of whiskey, and fell into this hole." "How deep is the hole?" "Son, surely you know how deep it is by simply using your eyes and seeing, as I am 5 foot 4, and there's a bout a 6 inch lip above my head, that makes the hole about 6 feet deep." "How long are your arms?" "About 24 inches, I guess... why?" "Why don't you just stand on your tippy toes, reach up onto the rim, and pull yourself up?" "I can't do that, young man!" "Why the hell not?" "That would mean I'd have to put down the bottles."