People like this need to be the victim of the "I'll just put this here" pile-on game

When my husband was in his late teens/early 20s and would party with his friends to the point of someone passing out, they would play a game called, "I'll just put this here".

The end result was something like this:

That's what needs to happen to donkeys who pull this kind of crap on trains:

In case he gets lonely, I'll just put this here.

In case he gets hungry, I'll just put this here.

In case he wants to iron his pants, I'll just put this here.

In case he needs to throw anything out, I'll just put this here.

And in case he needs a ride home, I'll just put this here.