By Christopher Munroe
The place is a powder keg.
No, seriously, I’ve filled your home with gunpowder.
I’ve also saturated the floors, walls and furniature in kerosene, because why not? If you’re going to do something, go all the way.
…there we go. Now you’re covered in kerosene too. The slightest spark would turn this whole place into an inferno.
Because the time has come for you to quit smoking. I promised I’d help, and by god I’ve taken my duty seriously.
Gotta run, tho’, I’m meeting people later. You hang out here, not smoking.
Let me know how it goes...