Every time I see one, I think of waiting in line for the Doomsday haunted house last year, which had pretty much no line. But the drunk dude in front of us still had to run over to a nearby cart to get a turkey leg. Of course he didn't finish eating it before we reached the entrance, so his girlfriend shoved it down the front of her white pants! Lots of screaming and painful "dancing" ensued before she removed it and stashed it in his cargo pants. I wonder if she was too drunk to remember where the burns came from the next day. For me that was the defining moment of Halloween Horror Nights 2008.