Anger leads to Suffering...
Your babysitter's angered face turns white and collapses into a face
of extreme worry.
"AAAAHHHHH! Please, don't kill me!"
"Too bad, wuss," you say as you blow her head open with your
gun.
You pull out an Uzi Sub-machinegun and point it at your babysitter's
head. "Okay, dollface, I'm going on that trip or you get a
bulletload in the face."
