Hangover Effect

One Saturday night George ended up at a party in an unfamiliar apartment building.  He got very drunk and somehow found his way home in the wee hours. When he woke up the next afternoon with a terrible hangover, he realized that he had left his jacket, tie, shirt and shoes at the party. with much difficulty he found the apartment building, but he had no idea which apartment he had been in. The only thing he remembered about it was a magnificent gold toilet. So he knocked at the first apartment. The door was opened by a man with a hangover.

“Hello,” said George. “Did you have a party here last night?” “We sure did!” groaned the man. “And do you have a gold toilet?”

“A gold toilet? No, we sure don’t.”

So George had to go to the next door, and so on for three floors. Everyone was recovering from a party, but no one knew anything about a gold toilet. By the time he got to the last apartment, George was beginning to think he had imagined the gold toilet. The door was opened by a man with a hangover.

“Uh, hello,” said George. “Did you have a party here last night?””We sure had a party here!” groaned the man .”And do you by any chance have a gold toilet?”

There was a long silence.Finally the man shouted back over his shoulder, “Hey, Harry — here is the guy who shit in your tuba!” (an brass instrument that looks like a trumpet)

Death by Tuba