A drunken man lay sprawled across three entire seats in a posh theatre. When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the man, “sorry sir, but you’re only allowed one seat.”
The drunken man groaned but didn’t budge. The usher became more impatient. “Sir, if you don’t get up from there I’m going to have to call the manager.”
Once again, the man just groaned. The usher marched briskly back up the aisle, and in a moment he returned with the manager. Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move him, but with no success.
Finally they summoned the police. The policeman surveyed the situation briefly then asked, “all right buddy what’s your name?”
“Fred,” the man moaned.
“Where ya from, Fred?” asked the policeman.
With terrible pain in his voice, and without moving a muscle, Fred replied..........“the balcony…”
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