When I pointed it out to one of the professors that the school wanted these turfed, he found a vault somewhere to preserve them. Stupid me, I should have nicked them.
AAAAGH. DAMN your honesty!
I seriously would have stood over those cans and sweated for a good 20 or 30 minutes wrestling with whether to tell anyone or to just shove em in the back of my car and drive home as fast as I could, to wipe out my fridge so I had storage space. Hell, I probably would have bought another fridge on the way home.