This one time, R and I drove past our neighbors driveway on trash day and noticed a black Liberator wedge sticking out of the green bin. We had a good laugh and speculated about all the possible fight/break up scenarios.
Several months later, when we finally saw Burn After Reading, it was like watching the prologue of our make believe fight right there on the flickering screen. Clooney stomps out of his secret lover's house after a row, but not before huffily grabbing his sex wedge before hightailing. So hilarious.
Hands down (or bottoms up) one of my all time favorite scenes.
There may or may not be a hefty bag filled with retired naughty bits in our bin right now. No peeking!