My wife and I were sitting in a fine restaurant. She looks over at a nearby table and sees a man in a drunken stupor; she kept glancing over at him throughout the meal.

Finally, I said, "I notice you've been watching that man for some time now. Do you know him?"

"Yes," she replied. "He's my ex-husband, and he's been drinking like that since I left him seven years ago."

I said, "That's remarkable. I wouldn't think anybody could celebrate that long."