Not to be outdone by the parents who once dropped a bag of cocaine on my desk and asked me to identify what it was, I just had a dad come to the office with a Gatorade bottle full of urine and ask if we could pour it into a drug test kit here. Naturally this happened while I was the only one in the office, with no one around to witness the full glory and entertainment value of the moment.
These are actually filled with Gatorade.
I think.