The vibrator story reminded me of the time when I went garage-saleing (sp?) with my mother-in-law, who is quite a live wire and rabble-rouser. We stopped at a large multi-family garage sale; I was at the front looking at books, she was in the back digging through boxes. All of a sudden I heard her yell very loudly "HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT FOR THE DILDO?" I turned and looked, and sure enough, she was holding it way up in the air, where EVERYONE could see it. The poor homeowner turned beet red, quickly scampered over, said "Oh my god, how did THAT get in there?", took it from my MIL, and ran inside the house. My MIL had a case of the giggles for about a week.