Patrick and Jim were a couple of drinking buddies who worked as aircraft mechanics at Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport in Atlanta.
One day, the airport was surrounded by thick fog, not a single aircraft was able to take off or land, and the fog was so bad that aircraft couldn’t be safely brought in for repairs. As a result, they were stuck in the hanger all day with nothing to do.
Patrick said, “Man, I really wish we had something to drink!”
Jim says, “Me too. You know, I have heard that you can drink jet fuel and get a buzz. Do you want to try it?”
Patrick agrees, and so they pour themselves a couple of glasses of high octane jet fuel, and it wasn’t long before they were completely wasted.
The next morning, Patrick wakes up, and he is surprised at how good he feels. In fact he feels GREAT! NO hangover! NO bad side effects. Nothing! Given the state that he was in after drinking the jet fuel, it was nothing short of a miracle.
Just then the phone rings… It’s Jim.
Jim says, “Hey, how do you feel this morning?”
Patrick says, “I feel great. How about you?”
Jim says, “I feel great, too”.
“You don’t have a hangover?” Jim asked.
Patrick says, “No, that jet fuel really is great stuff. No hangover, nothing. We ought to do this more often.”
“Yeah”, says Jim, “we should, however there’s just one thing…”
“What’s that?” says Patrick.
“Have you farted yet?” asks Jim.
Patrick says “No…”
Jim says: “Well, DON’T, ’cause I’m in PHOENIX!!!”