perhaps flooding their house with fluffy cats
Back-Stabbed by Spy
Where is my knife
Where is my spork?! Ah, here it is!
You are hereby invited to dinner. Please bring along your knife, I'm going to need it to cut you up.
Let me cut you into pieces, my memory of Lingchi(凌迟) was restored just now.
Lingchi? Not too bad, as long as I get a heavy dose of opium.
I'll let you choose: Scaphism, or the brazen bull. What should it be for you?
I'll try pear of anguish on you first, then use our traditional 点天灯to take you to hell>(*ΦωΦ*)<
Ah, I'm such a merciful person.
I see, your love for me knows no bounds. Let's check, if your feelings remain the same after spending a while on the Judas cradle and then being hanged by your ribs until you expire.