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Huck Finn, a truly perceptive gentleman from the upper Midwest,
sent this one on why one should never question a drunk...

I was shopping at the local supermarket where I selected:
one half-gallon of 2% milk
one carton of eggs
one quart of orange juice
one head of lettuce
one 2 lb. can of coffee
one 1 lb. package of bacon

As I was unloading my items on the conveyor belt to check out, a
drunk standing behind me watched as I placed the items in front
of the cashier.

While the cashier was ringing up the purchases, the drunk calmly
stated, "You must be single."

I was a bit startled by this proclamation, but I was intrigued by the
derelict's intuition, since I indeed had never found Mr. Right. As I
looked at the six items on the belt and saw nothing particularly
unusual about my selections that could have tipped off the drunk
as to my marital status.

Curiosity getting the better of me, I said, "Yes you are correct. But
how on earth did you know that?"

The drunk replied, "Cause you're ugly."
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