[ WP ] You hear a knock at the door , only to find a package at your feet . In the distance you hear an ominous laugh .

As I look down the street at the damn kid that obviously left this brown-bag package on my doorstep, I heard ticking coming from the bag. Little did I know, picking it up was a bad idea. 
 
 `` This kid's handwriting sucks.'' I chuckled to myself, trying to make out the phrase written in Sharpie on the side of the bag.'Open... me.. for a suprize.' I found it so funny he had misspelled'Surprise', I was only paying half attention. 
 
 I uncrinkled the top of the bag, looked inside and was met with a.. well, surprise - a little yellow aluminium box. I did n't even have a chance to pull out my yellow prize when the ticking stopped, the box popped open, and the contents ended up in my face. 
 
 It was a time delay jack-in-the-box, and it did NOT contain Jack. Or a clown. Or anything pleasant. 
 
 It was dog crap.
