Don't forget about the guy who got it off when he heard sirens (not Ulysees, you dope) and blare a few for him. (Them?).
And the man who (unfortunately injured himself as he) did it with a machine at work when everyone else went to lunch. There could well be machinophiliacs in Syracuse.
Not to mention the herbophiliacs. Et al.!
Diversity is so enriching!