A couple of airplane mechanics, drinking buddies, are in the hanger
at Newark, where the runway is fogged in and they have nothing to do.
John says, "Man, have you got anything to drink?"
"Nah," says Bill "but I hear that you can drink jet fuel, that it
will give you a real buzz."
So they proceed to drink jet fuel, get smashed, and have a beautiful time as
only drinkin' buddies can.
Next morning, John expects his head to explode when he gets up, but is
pleasantly surprised that he has no hangover at all.
The phone rings with Bill asking how he feels. "I feel great!" says John.
"No hangover!" "Me neither," says Bill.
"That jet fuel is great stuff and no hangover," says John. "We ought
to dothis more often."
"Yeah," says Bill, "But there is one thing. Did you fart yet?"
"Because I'm in Phoenix."