All this talk about sneaking stuff in jogged my memory back to a very bizarre story. Back in my hometown, we didn't have a movie theater until the second Pirates of the Caribbean, but we'd had a drive-in since 1997. So one summer night a few years ago, a few friends and I decided to go to the movies just to have something to do. Since there was only one screen, we wound up seeing Shrek 2. Now my friend Dee had no cash, just rolls of coins, so that's how he paid his way in (this is important later). So we park and get some chairs out of the trunk so we can sit outside the car, and Dee pulls out a shotgun. As a joke, nothing serious. It was enough to make me uncomfortable, especially when I saw several employees approaching our group. The woman from the ticket counter goes up to Dee, still brandishing the shotgun, and says...
"You gave me a roll of nickels instead of dimes."
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Dee says as he hands the shotgun to someone else. "Here you go."
Yes, I live in Alabama.