I went in the bathroom this morning to discover that Mrs. Rock smeared the toilet seat with chunky peanut butter.
When I went out to the car, there was a realistic human arm sticking out of the trunk.
I took the arm to work and it is in a hall now, protruding from the bottom of a file cabinet. Gets a laugh, anyway.
We put a For Sale sign in a neighbor's front yard before dawn today.
One year we shrink wrapped a car, wrapped tight - like a skid.
Another year we put my son's car in the front yard with a 'for sale' sign in the window, then had people call him to ask about the price.