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."