A surfer who had a little too much to drink is driving home from San Onofre one night and, of course, his car is weaving violently all over the road. A ranger pulls him over.
"So," says the ranger to the surfer, "where have ya been?" "Why, I've been at San Onofre of course," slurs the drunk surfer. "Well," says the ranger, "it looks like you've had quite a few to drink this evening." "I did all right," the drunk surfer says with a smile.
"Did you know," says the ranger, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest, "that when fishtailed out of the dirt road, your wife fell out of your car?" "Oh, thank heavens," sighs the surfer. "For a minute there, I thought I'd gone deaf."