You decide you hate him
You pull out a random assortment of devices made specifically for
killing anyone you happen to mildly dislike. He's gone in an instant,
and all that remains of the former star is a oile of ashes and a
Rolex. On closer inspection, though, it actually says
"Romex" on it. Anyway, the cops come and arrest you and
bring you to jail for killing someone who everybody loved. About an
hour after you're thrown in the cell, you remember the shiny thing in
your pocket, and make a wish...
