I was eating a packet of Walker's crisps the other day: Stephen Fry's Fry Up flavour. The first crisp tasted just like sausages, the second tasted exactly like eggs with tomato ketchup, but what did the third crisp taste of?
Trick question: of course there was no third crisp.
In the years since the blood alcohol rate was lowered the number of serious night time road accidents has actually gone up! This only goes to prove one thing: nowadays when blokes have had even just a couple of drinks, they have to let their wives drive home.