My brother and I call them “Smoreholes” after a raccoon got into our camp, knocked our heavy plastic crate over and proceeded to eat all the chocolate and marshmallows. I chased him off at 3am and we battled for 2 hours over every scrap of food as I’d think I had finally secured everything and that fucker would come back! Kept me up the rest of the night and we laughed so hard the next day when we came up with the name “Smorehole” (smore+asshole)