Mostly its the ATF you worry about, you wanna pull a waco, When I hear whispering outside of my door, so I set all the claymore roombas to sweep the front door, snort half a gram of cocaine, drop my coat hanger into my ar-15, set the fake dog stuffed with 18 pounds of tannerite, getting my old broken car filled with 250 pounds of amonia nitrate fertilizzer, and 5 gallons of kerosine, getting ready to light the 200 gallons of homemade napalm that is beside the road, calling my freind who owns a cessna to fly by so the alphabet bois think they are getting air striked, telling alexa to play “napalm sticks to kids”, or “pumped up kicks” on all speakers at full volume, then getting my modifyed shotgun-molotov cocktail launcher, loaded with vodka bottles full of gasoline, potasion clorate, bleach, and getting my door activated hydrogen tri-iodine fused, shaped charges ready. and grab my home made bazooka firing 2 pounds of tannerite, and 3 G-20 model rocket engines, and going out to fuck shit up