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A lawyer walked into a bar and sat down next to a drunk guy who was closely examining something held in his fingers.
After watching the drunk guy for a while, the lawyer asked him "Say, whatcha got there?"
"Well," said the drunk, "It looks like plastic and feels like rubber."
"Let me have it!" said the lawyer. He took it and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, examining it closely. "Why yes, it feels like rubber, and it does look like plastic, but I don't know what it is. Tell me, where did you get this?"
The drunk guy replied, "From my nose!"
After watching the drunk guy for a while, the lawyer asked him "Say, whatcha got there?"
"Well," said the drunk, "It looks like plastic and feels like rubber."
"Let me have it!" said the lawyer. He took it and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, examining it closely. "Why yes, it feels like rubber, and it does look like plastic, but I don't know what it is. Tell me, where did you get this?"
The drunk guy replied, "From my nose!"