A well dressed guy went into a bar for a martini and found himself beside a scruffy-looking drunk who kept mumbling and studying something in his hand. The guy leaned closer while the drunk held the tiny object up to the light, slurring, “Well, it looks like plastic.” Then he rolled it between his fingers, adding, “But it feels like rubber.”
Curious, the guy asked, “What do you have there?”
The drunk replied, “Damned if I know, but it looks like plastic and feels like rubber.”
The guy said, “Let me take a look.”
So the drunk handed it over. The guy rolled it between his thumb and fingers, then examined it closely. “Yeah, it does look like plastic and feels like rubber, but I don’t know what it is. Where did you get it anyway?”
The drunk replied, “Out of my nose.”