An attorney went into a pub for a Martini and found himself next to a scruffy-looking old drunk who was mumbling and scrutinizing something in his palm. He moved in closer as the elderly drunk brought the tiny object up to the light and slurred, “Well, it looks plastic. “Then he rolled it between his fingers and said, “But it feels like rubber.”

Curious, the attorney inquired, “What do you have there?” The old alcoholic said, “I don’t know, but it looks like plastic and feels like rubber.” The attorney responded. “Let me take a look.” So the old alcoholic passed it to the lawyer, who rolled it between his thumb and fingers before sniffing and licking it.

“Yeah, it looks like plastic and feels like rubber, has no discernible smell or flavor, and I have no idea what it is. “Where did you get that?” The old intoxicated man responded, “Out of my nose!”