I just hate selling the stuff (or any fundraiser for that matter), and hauling my sons around town to sell it.
I hate the whole thing too.
The best fund raiser I ever did, and I did it twice in high school for our wrestling team, was chicken wrangling. The team came in over the summer, moved about 110,000 birds from cages into carts for shipping to the soup/dog food factory, and moved 110,000 new ones into those cages off trucks. Took about three weeks as I recall, with us working after typical work hours. The chicken/egg farmer probably got a heck of a deal on the labor, but I don't remember the exact details. What I do remember is they couldn't hire anybody to do a job that nasty, the illegal immigrants would often turn them down, and those that did take the job would kill too many of them while handling them so they were happy to have us do it.
And, truth be told, we probably did it for sub minimum wage. But it was money we needed and it was one hell of a character building exercise. While we sure as heck left the job site dirty we didn't
feel dirty about what we'd just done. Honest work for honest pay.