That's right. Blow stuff up.
Cut to me and Ashley and Holly on the top of level of the parking garage next to the Tanner building with a pack of mento's and a 2-liter bottle of diet coke. Well, we pulled a mild STUPID and didn't realize that the coke's reaction time was like, .2 seconds. We all got a bubble bath. It was beautiful.
Not to mention the fact that we left a nice, sizeable stain on the ground.
Ashley the trusty roommate dutifully poses
next to our incriminating evidence.
I feel better now.