Today's OneWord: Lint

I searched the pockets of my jeans for cash, but all I found was lint and a paper clip from God knows what office job I used to have. So instead of taking the bus home, I had to call my uncle - the great wise boozehound he was - and see if he was sober enough to pick me up.

"Pick you up?" he gurgled over the phone. "I thought I gave you bus fare!"

"For one trip. It wasn't enough to get me back."