We went back to Buffalo a few weeks ago, and one day drove up to Toronto with a friend and his family. He recently got a metal detector (I didn't know they still made those things) and has been having fun digging up weird crap with it. We and our kids spent a half hour after lunch messing around in a small park near Kensington Market, finding pennies and such, and then the detector started buzzing a pretty strong signal. So we dig around to see what it hit -- and found a set of brass knuckles. The best part was when we walked into a police station and announced "we'd like to turn in a weapon we found." 20 cops heads on swivels right there. Got a receipt and everything.