Horst: Do we have any alcoholics among us?
Employee 1: Uh, me.
Employee 2: Right here.
Employee 3: Uh, I’m drunk right now.
Horst: You’ll be given a six-week treatment at our drying out facility in Hawaii, after which you’ll return at full pay.
Employee 1: Oh, great!
Employee 2: Great!
Employee 3: Hey, maybe I’ll marry Elizabeth Taylor.
Homer: Lucky drunks.