At a cocktail party, a man gets totally plastered, goes up to the host and says, "Excuse me, but do lemons have feathers?" in a slurred voice. "I beg your pardon?" says the host. The drunk asks again: "Do lemons have feathers?" as he struggles to hold his balance. A rather bemused host says, "No, I don't think so." The drunk looks sheepish then says: "Oopsie." "What?" asks the host. And the drunk: "I think I've just squeezed your canary into my drink."