Re: Oh, Lester, your presence is missed.
"I managed to shove the wheel off a Matchbox car up my nostril at the tender age of 4 or thereabouts."
Same age, same sort of thing, but in my case it was a polystyrene bean bag ball.
A few decades later, and as far as I know, it's still there - the doctor didn't seem too concerned, saying it probably fell out without me noticing (possible, but I doubt it, in my idiocy I managed to get it quite deep up there).
I live in hope that one day, an epic sneeze will produce a lump of polystyrene-cored snot horror and propel me into a new life of genius, like Homer Simpson minus the crayon stuck in his brain.