Married with Children1987

Marcy Rhoades:
[drunk] Excuse me, Marcy, I'm Al. Do you know where I live?

Al:
Why didn't you let me in the bank, Marcy?

Marcy Rhoades:
Oh... I was going to. But I got so sleepy. I guess I just had a few too many drinks and I fell asleep. Oh, but you got to see this. Some bimbo at the bank got so smashed that she xeroxed her behind! Just look at that scrawy thing! Everyone got one. Imagine the humiliation when she shows up for work Monday morning!

Al:
Yeah, it's a Christmas to remember. Now, let's get you home. Let's hail you a cab. Tell the driver to take you to Dock 43 on the wharfs, walk up to the first toothless sailor you see, show him this picture... and you're home.

Marcy Rhoades:
Thank you, Al. Don't tell anyone, but I'm going to throw up in your next door neighbor's mailbox!