Ages ago bud light was doing rock paper scissors tournaments for promotions one summer. I was at a bar one night and won. Went to regionals, and in the semi-final I was up against a guy that only threw rock. Each round leading up, every single throw was rock.
There is a bridge north east of town, that if you stop and turn off the car, your car won't start back up because a torso was found beneath it decades ago and the murder was never solved.
As someone that loves just about everything pickled, I hate olives.