Around 2001, I made a batch of chicken gumbo. Instead of freezing the surplus, I caned it in quart canning jars. I thought it looked real good.
At that time, my real estate office overlooked a Florida beach. The locals were fighting over lights on the buildings disrupting the nesting sea turtles. These folks were the light bulb gestapo. If you left a light on at night, any light, they would find you and make you shut it off.
My funny bone got the best of me. I went to my computer and created some labels for my glass jars of chicken gumbo. I embellished the labels real good. I labeled it 'Sea Turtle Gumbo' with all the warnings and nutrition labels. I put the jars in the window ledge of the office overlooking the beach. Folks were getting some real good laughs over it.
That is until an environmentalist stumbled on them. I didn't know if I should call an ambulance or paddy wagon to haul her away. She went ballistic and called the turtle cops on me.
hahahahahaha! That was well worth every character you typed! I’m gonna have to remember to do that if I ever get the chance.