Don't think I'd want the paint from the lift gate flavoring my steaks.
Back in high school, we used to take camping trips on our dirt bikes, and one guy never brought much gear.
He expected to borrow everything he needed from the rest of us. (he was incredibly cheap)
We got tired of his mooching and told him no more loans. We started to fry some fish the first night of a trip and he wanted to borrow someone's pan, but we all refused. After pouting for a while, he walked out of camp. He came back later with an aluminum hubcap from a chevy pickup, and fried his fish in that. He's probably still using it.