Hey, Billy oe Bob Joe Joe Bob! Where you at? I'm gon' tip over this co---
*click*
At that moment, a rush of power came over me. The device had instantly incinerated the redneck, and his friend was soon to follow. I knew my destiny was at hand.
Well gooowley, what in tarnation happened?
Death. Your tipping days are over, you brainless hillbilly. Chew tobacco in Hell!
