He's been drinking for ten days

My friend, who shall remain nameless although he doesn't deserve to, called me from the airport tonight and said,

"Sorry I couldn't make it to see you before my flight left, I got stuck in Kyushu and then when I finally arrived in Osaka this morning I called a friend and discovered he was having a day off today, so we met and got stinking drunk, and oh, by the way I'm getting married in July and I've become a Buddhist."

I laughed and laughed and laughed.

There was silence at the other end, and then he said,

"Er... um..."

"You're SERIOUS?" I asked, and stopped laughing.

"Er, yes. It seemed like a good idea when they mentioned it. I mean, it must be nice to be married. And ... you haven't met her, have you? She's lovely! What a babe!"

"Send pictures," I said. "Does this have anything to do with the fact that her father is a policeman? And are you sure about the Buddhist thing? I TOLD you that group is more like a cult..."

"Oh, I don't think so, they're not that bad. It's all pretty relaxed really," he said hurriedly. "I just have to mumble for a couple of minutes in the mornings. It doesn't take much time or anything, you know I'm not all that religious, I don't really get into things like that ... hold on, my flight is being called, got to run..."

He had been worried about meeting her policeman father. But he'd emailed me from their house to say, "He's just your typical Japanese alcopop, no worries!"

NO WORRIES?