Blowing Chunks

Mark went to his usual pub and sat down at the bar.

The bartender asked, “What’ll it be?”

Mark sighed and said, “Just give me a glass of water.”

Stunned that one of his regulars didn’t order a pint, the bartender asked, “What’s eating you Mark? Why aren’t you drinking?”

With another heavy sigh, Mark said, “I don’t think I should drink anymore. I got so drunk yesterday that I blew chunks all night.”

The bartender gave an understanding nod and said, “Well, it’s not unusual to get sick after drinking a bit too much.”

“No, No”, replied Mark. “You don’t understand. Chunks is my dog!”

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