We live across the street from a catholic church whose sheep clog our street with cars on a Saturday and twice on a Sunday. I've toyed with the idea of putting out some traffic cones just to be a prick and prevent them from getting at least one parking spot. That would involve either buying or stealing cones and then potentially breaking a sweat during their deployment and later removal. To hell with that!
Instead I prefer to sync my watch to the 10am Sunday service such that when the mindless sheep are walking from their cars (around 9:52am) to their house of worship they are greeted with the violent sound of a ton of beer bottles clattering into the recycling bin outside our front door. I won't lie, there have been times when I may have only been wearing underwear whilst transferring the bottles from the indoor receptacle to the bin outside. I felt no shame.
Empty beer cans just don't have the same effect when tumbled into the recycling bin. The difference in weight and material causes no mass goers to dive for cover as if gunfire has just broken out in our otherwise tranquil neighborhood.
Sure, one could get insanely rich by bringing the aluminum cans to a local metal recycler ($0.50/lb for the love of God!) but the beer bottles is where it's at really.
