You have to think about this joke.
A termite walks into a bar and asks," Is the bartender here."
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A loud pounding on the front door awakens a man and his wife at 3:30 A.M. one Sunday morning. The man gets up,goes downstairs, opens the door to see his neighbor Floyd Farnsworth standing there in the pouring rain asking for a push.
"Not a chance Floyd," barks the husband indignantly,"You're obviously intoxicated agzin and it's nearly 4:A.M. Go home for cripes sake. He slams the door and goes back to bed.
"Who was it?" asks the wife.
"Just Floyd asking me for a push," he replies.
"Well, did you help him?"
"No way! He's drunk as a newt and it's pouring out there."
"Well. you've got a short memory!" says the wife,
"Remember three months ago when we broke down on the highway and those two strangers gave you a hand? I think you should help poor Floyd."
Feeling guilty, the husband reluctantly does as he's told. He gets dressed, trudges into the pounding rain and shouts,"Farnsworth are you there?"
"Yeah," comes the slurred reply.
"Do you still need a push?" asks the husband, now soaking wet.
"Oh, please, please," blurts Farnsworth from the dark.
"Okay, where are you then," asks the husband impatiently.
"Over here on the swing!"