Gardener is setting down a new flower bed when a drunk party goer walks by. "Here, I like flowers. What, ah, sort of flowers...?" says the sozzled individual. "They're petunias. I've also got some daffodils" the gardener replies. "I like roses, geraniums and paraletics" says the drunk. "What are paraletics?" asks the gardener. The drunk replies "they're what I'll be after a few more drinks!"