When I was a youngster - there was a toy store down the street from us and on saturday nights they would take out the trash. We would hide in the bushes trying to get a peek at the potential goodies. After they were done, we were down on that dumpster like a buzzard on a gut wagon. Some of the stuff we kept and the rest we would take to school and sell to friends. It was a good racket until they closed... Wiffle ball bats and balls, squirt guns, yo-yo's, super-bounce balls, frisbees, army men, badminton sets, just to name a few... Good times...