Cameron invited me to his dumpster filling party. His garage had been filling with crap for twenty years, as had the rest of his house. He needed help moving stuff into this dumpster he had rented for $400. He didn't care about the change that was littering the place, so I pocketed the change I picked up. This is what was in my pocket when I got home. Most of it was from the couch we put in the dumpster. Most of the rest was from the carpet. In addition to the above, when I emptied the pockets of my pants I found a Nebraska quarter, a '72 quarter and three more dimes. I'm not sure if they were from Cameron's or not.