During the Lewinsky affair I had a life size Bill Clinton mannequin on my porch. Attached to the rail, right infront of the fully clothed mannequin's crotch, was a beauty school practice head wearing a red beret.
The local sherriff's office came by and told my husband to remove the display because they had received a complaint. We had received hundreds of compliments, but being a law-abiding type, my husband complied.
The next morning I resurrected the display. I told my husband I was willing to take it all the way to the Supreme Court if need be.
The police never returned. I guess they spoke with their lawyers.