Meh. My Grandfather told me about how in the winter of 1942 it got so cold in Michigan in his town that people’s farts froze. There was a path behind his property between the business part of town and a residential neighborhood, a common shortcut. Everyone took to dumping these frozen farts behind his shed. Well, one day it got warm, and a cloud of the thawed farts wafted over the main part of town. Panic ensued, the FBI was called in, etc.
Everyone figured it was the Nazis, due to the town being the site of the nation’s only factory which made military officer’s rank insignias. If they had had to close the plant, chaos in the military would have resulted, endangering the war effort.
Fortunately, locals soon admitted the source of the problem.