No joke. A good friend of mine had one of our neighbors come over Sunday night to bum a cigarette. After inviting himself into the living room, tearing the filter off the cancer stick and plopping down on the couch, he begins to tell how trashed he got on New Year's Eve. Then he pulls out a knife and lays it on the table. He claimed he woke up with it in his pocket and has no idea where it came from. When he left, he refused to take the knife with him. My friend promptly grabbed the knife with a napkin and trashed it.