For a couple of years after high school, a couple of friends and I would play Robin Hood during Christmas. We'd go to the wealthiest neighborhoods and rip off as many decorations as possible. Then we'd pay a visit to the saddest house we could find. We actually came prepared with extension cords so we could hook up lights. Light up Santa's, wooden candy canes, wreaths you name it. Every year it was like clockwork though, one of my friends, who shall remain nameless, would pass out in the yard during set up. One year we left his sorry ass as a decoration too.