I grew up a few miles from the PEZ factory. Rumor had it you could sneak into the parking lot at night and steal trash bags from the dumpsters, full of perfectly good but malformed or damaged PEZ candies. Neither I nor anyone I knew actually did this, despite the fact that I had a decent-sized PEZ collection as a kid (including some kind of Santa Claus and Batman variants that were allegedly notorious). — Read the rest
