One Halloween, the slightly older kid next door was giving me grief about something. I don't remember what. We each thought the other one was a dork, though the parents got along. Maybe BECAUSE the parents got along.
Anyway - he said something, I said something, he tried to push me, I gave him a shove, and he rolled down a short hill in his pirate costume and right into a fairly fresh pile of dog poo.
I'm STILL laughing at him.