I’ve got a secret admirer who drops one Coors heavy tallboy can in the alley behind my garage each day. I can’t quibble with their beer choice, but it’s insulting how close to the trash bin they drop them. 100% deliberate fuckery. Must be a territory marking thing. Or they’re an avid recycler, and since the recycling is out at the front of the house they leave the good work for me.