Kesto Mukherjee had a little too much to drink one day. He was
driving home from the bar one night and, of course, his car was
weaving violently all over the road. A hawaldar pulls him over and
asked, "kahan se aa rahe ho?"
"Iiiizzzzze! daru khane se! izzzeezzzeh!" slurs Kesto.
"Lagta hai ke aapne bahot pee rakhi hai"
"Hehheha. Lekin mai thik hu!" Kesto says in his usual style.
"Lekin aapko pata hai," says the hawaldar, "kuchh der pahle pahle
aapki biwi car se gir gayi?
"Iiizzzzzezzzeeh! Tab to sab thik hai" sighs Kesto, "thodi der ke
liye to apne ko laga...izzzezze...ke apun behra ho gaya hun....hehhehe".