Two cars crashed head-on on a narrow lane just outside a small village. One of the drivers jumped out and ran over to the other car to discover it was the captain of a rival pub cricket team.
“George, are you OK?” he asked.
“A bit groggy,” came the reply.
The first man went back to his car and returned with a hip flask of whisky.
“Here” he said to George, “take a sip of this, it’ll make you feel better.”
“Why thanks” said George, “that’s really kind of you, considering were both up to win the inter-pub cricket trophy”
He took a swig and handed the hip flask back. “Aren’t you going to have a sip?”
“What! You must be kidding,” said he first man, “the police will be here any moment.”