+1 for creativity, -1 for being a douchebag

I went out to get my mail this afternoon and found that someone had emptied a can of peaches into my mailbox.  The mailman was good enough to put a rubber band around my mail with a shitty catalog on the outside, shielding the letters and bills from the peaches/juice.  I guess compared to some of the idiotic stuff I did as a teenager, peaches in the mailbox is pretty benign.

When I was a kid, I promised myself I'd never turn into the asshole dad of the neighborhood.  Now that I'm grown up, I realize those dads weren't assholes, I was just a dumbass punk with too much time on his hands. 

Something about this situation has the faint aroma of karma about it....