Quick story about tolls; (ALLEGEDLY) When members came into the firehouse from Long Island to the Bronx, back in the day of "tokens," we'd look for the gate that was unmanned and "stuck open, " and do the ol' hand fake like you were tossing the token in the basket. Also, you checked the opposite side and gave the brother heading home a heads up; "gate #3 is stuck open."
We also "found out" that the Mexican pesos was the same size and width of a token. We greased one of the members that headed to Mexico for a vacation with some cash to bring us back a bunch of souvenirs.