Last but not least, the Prince Albert tobacco can. So many times while I was growing up Mom would tell us stories of growing up in Wausau, Wisconsin (when she got Alzheimer's, that ALL she talked about). Once they got a telephone it was all the rage for kids to call the local store and ask that classic question: "Do you have Prince Albert in the can?" If the person who answered the phone was an agreeable sort, they'd say, "Why yes, we certainly do!" and the underage caller would shout, "Well let him out, HE'S SUFFOCATING!" and bang down the receiver.