"It's not my fault," I said, "every time I try flushing them down the toilet they magically appear back in my pocket again."
"Do you really expect me to believe that?" he laughed.
I said, "I can prove it to you if you want me to."
"Go on then." he smiled, handing me the bag.
After flushing them down toilet, he looked at me with a grin and said, "Well, show me your pocket then!"
"What for?" I asked.
He said, "The drugs."
I said, "What drugs?"
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