Dave and Pete were a couple of drinking buddies who worked as aircraft engineers in Darwin, Australia.
One day the airport was fogged in and they were stuck in the hangar with nothing to do.
Dave said, “Man, I wish we had something to drink!”
Pete says, “Me too. You know, I’ve heard you can drink jet fuel and get a buzz. You wanna try it?”
So, they pour themselves a couple of glasses of high-octane booze and get completely smashed.
The next morning Dave wakes up and is surprised at how good he feels.
In fact, he feels GREAT! NO hangover! NO bad side effects.
Then the phone rings. It’s Pete.
Pete says, “Hey, how do you feel this morning?”
Dave says, “I feel great, how about you?”
Pete says, “I feel great, too. You don’t have a hangover?”
Dave says, “No that jet fuel is great stuff—no hangover, nothing. We ought to do this more often.”
Pete hesitated, “Yeah, well there’s just one thing.”
“What’s that?”, Dave asks.
“Have you farted yet?”, Pete asks hesitantly.
Confused, Dave responds, “No.”
“Well, DON’T—’cause I’m in New Zealand thanks to my fart.”