So, years ago, we were on a family road trip from GA to AZ. As we were driving through Texas, I stopped at an older service station for gas, snacks and a pee break. In the restroom, a kind of run down place, I purchased a "novelty" for sale in the vending machine. Back on the road, my wife passed me the bag of popcorn, I hid it in the middle of the bag knowing that she would be the one to find it. An hour or so later she exclaimed, "A prize!!" To her disappointment she pulled out the "French tickler"...haha! Our boys were so young, they had no idea what it was and I didn't say anything until she started threatening to call the popcorn company. I thought it was a good one!