I have heard about the tampering you have done with my fajita business. I find it rather foolish that you think that was the only set of fajitas I had available at the moment. As for the stand, I can always upgrade and get a cart instead for mobility, thanks to the expenses I have now. Now on to the more important part, your death sentence. I find it necessary to take your petty life away for the actions you have done (As if my intent isn't to destroy the human race already). I wish to offer you a very slow and painful death. Perhaps dismembering you bit by bit and gauging your eyes out would suffice. Perhaps giving you a nice, soothing bath in acid would do the trick too. I hope you have a death wish in mind before I continue on with your execution.