Yea, didn't the kid grow up by now and become addicted to meth, then set fire to his families bedrooms by releasing rats dowsed in kerosene?
...that's what I would have done, could I have caught enough rats. Instead, I tried making Molotov cocktails outta a six-pack of Michelob long necks, but I couldn't throw the case hard enough to break open all the bottles. No body noticed the extra spilled beer the next day anywayZ. They just thought my uncles had had another buddy over for a bender. Next time, I'm just selling the meth, and using the cash for pistol ammo.