A whole pizza. My area facebook blast groups are full of reports of undelivered Uber Eats and Door Dash orders.
One of those big sheetrock squares. I had no need for it or means to carry it on a bike.
A pair of young boy's shoes. Later that morning before Sunday school, I heard a mom discussing how her son must have thrown his shoes out the window on the way to church.
My favorite was when I was a teenager and I found a Playboy magazine. I took a break off of a side road to read the articles.