When I was putting gas in my car for the month, a couple guys in an old, beat up van asked me if I wanted a free home stereo.
Finding the offer suspicious, I politely turned them down, which made them give me a sales pitch. Eagerly waiting for the pimp to stop, I nicely replied to their questioning. I didn't want one, and I don't have the room.
Then, as if they weren't suspicious enough, they asked if I had a nice TV. Assuming they were up to something, I lied and said I didn't have one yet. Thankfully, the gas pump stopped at that point, so I had a convenient excuse to leave end the barrage of reasons I should take their extra stereo.
I'm not sure why they approached me, but I'm hoping it's because my efforts at the gym have been paying off. Probably not, but it's fun to fantasize.