My mate bought me a cactus that I could supposedly obtain mescaline from at a later date.
I left it in the pub on Friday
Rang 'em this morning when I finally realised what I'd done and after they stopped laughing, they told me no one had handed a cactus in yet. I told him we were sat in the beer garden so he went to see if it had been mistaken for one of their own plants.
Said he'd ring back but he hasn't.
The end.
That's fuckin' ingenious, if I understand it correctly. It's a Swiss fuckin' watch.