EPN dons the rubber gloves and several drug smuggling waterfowl scatter at the sight. That jello would have been useful thinks epn as he again attacks the door in a shower of carbonised eyebrow hair. The door starts to yield to his credit card sized chain saw and is soon reduced to sawdust. Thank god women don't set light to their farts he thinks, this crapper is very lightly built nothing but feathers and calamari.