I once had someone give me spaghetti in a zip-lock bag for halloween—they had run out of candy. No joke. The next day, they were power-spraying tomato sauce and noodles from their vinyl siding.
Naughty, naughty. Do you feel shame for your actions?
Now that’s funny!
Apples were the curse in my day. As soon as the door closed we’d launch them towards the heavens to get that pleasurable splat.
One time I got a sealed clear bag of something that looked like ground beef. It turns out that the house was handing out dog food. I don't remember exactly what it was, but I seem to recall it was "related" to "Gaines Burgers."
Mark