A cop caught a drunkard just in front of a house, trying to
get in. “Are you sure this is your house?” the cop asked the
thoroughly sozzled man.
“Shertainly,” said the drunk, “an’ if you’ll jesh open the
door f’me, I’ll prove it to you.”
“You shee that piano?” the drunk began. “Thash mine. You shee
that TV? Thash mine, too. Follow me, follow me.”
The police officer followed as he shakily negotiated the
stairs to the second floor. The drunk pushed open the first
door they came to.
“Thish ish my bedroom,” he announced. “Shee that bed? Thash
my bed. Shee that woman lying in the bed? Thash my wife. And
shee that guy lying next to her?”
“Yeah,” said the cop suspiciously.
“Thash me!”
Never Mess With a Gujjar