This cone with its warning was in the breakfast room of the Hampton Inn we stayed at recently.
I was tempted to peek under the cone, but I restrained myself. Instead, I offer my best guesses at what might be under the cone:
Eavesdropping equipment to the Marriott next door
Cockroach
The key to the beer fridge
The losing ticket in last night’s Powerball
Someone’s lost contact lens
A hole China is using to smuggle tariff-free fentanyl
A poop stain too gross to clean
Shhh! Mitch McConnell is sleeping
The first dollar Mr Hampton made
A pop goes the weasel to scare the shit out of me
What’s left of trump’s brain
Nothing but a camera capturing the violations