My first reaction to this was "could be worse", and you know what? When it comes to rookie high jinks that's the best reaction you could possibly have. If your mode of transportation is going to get filled with thousands upon thousands of one thing that one thing might as well be fruit snacks. At least Laquon Treadwell had the opportunity to crush 4-6 bags of delicious bitesize pseudo-candies before he had to worry about the absurd inconvenience of cleaning the other 2,678 bags out from every single crevasse in his Range Rover. All things considered that's quite the silver lining on the hazing playbook.
If I were him I wouldn't have even opened the door. I would have immediately called AAA and had that treasure trove of tasty treats towed back to the crib. Why dump them out in the practice facility parking lot when you can just unload them in your garage and flip the script on the pranksters? Stock the shelves full of munchies from now until the end of time, and it won't be long before that trickster Teddy Bridgewater is coming by to play some 'Madden' and put a dent in your snack cabinet. Still going to be a pain in the ass to dig out and you'll probably still be finding packs for years to come, but at least you'll be able to enjoy every last one of them. Like I said, you could do worse in terms of backhanded birthday gifts.