A couple more. Quite often, I would end up in a hospital or nursing home, supposedly to visit someone, and we would have a pocket full of crapts to place. I never placed any, because I would keep my mouth shut and my crapts out of sight.
Another stunt I pulled involved having us go into a large bookstore. We were to approach customers that were browsing for books, with a pocket full of crapts. We would then present them with the littera-trash and offer them a return visit. Instead, I promptly took off to a section where there were no customers, right into the science section, and started browsing through books. I saw the book Excitotoxins: The Taste that Kills and browsed that book. Of course, I didn't buy any at that time because it would have been too blatant. I did make one return visit: I went back to the bookstore 3 years later and bought that book.