There was this one farmer back in my hometown who (I SWEAR I AM NOT MAKING THIS UP!) used to give out broccoli.
He said he just loved the look of dumb confusion on the kid’s faces when he dropped it in their bags.
Of course the next day all the broccoli had somehow managed to end up on the street and his house got TPed so bad you could barely see the place. That never deterred him in the slightest.
He said it was a tradition and he couldn’t change it if he wanted to.
One thing that my kids have gotten almost every year, that they actually loved to get, was an uninflated balloon.
They loved blowing it up and letting it go again and again and again. Hours of fun....
And a cheap hand out too....