As a young lad our football strayed onto the lawn of a large house,the owner suddenly appeared and took the ball ,saying we were making to much noise etc, well loosing our ball was a big thing,so we had a plan not to get our ball back ,but to teach Lord napolean a lesson so off to a dads shed ,weed killer in a sprayer,and a wait to the Lord went out ,and then those arts lessons paid off a 8 foot wang was sprayed on the prestigious lawn,then next day as the sun came out so did the out line of our art work ,never got our ball back but made us feel better