"Well," said the drunk, "it looks like plastic and feels like rubber."
"Let me have it," said the lawyer.
Taking it, he began to roll it between his thumb and forefinger, examining it closely.
"Yes," he finally said, "it does look like plastic and feel like rubber, but I don't know what it is. Where did you get it?"
"From my nose," the drunk replied.
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