You decide to use the sword on your bitch ex-girlfriend Wendy. You head to her house and ring her doorbell. You look at the driveway. No cars, meaning that Wendy's parents left and she is all alone. Perfect.
As Wendy looks at her peephole, she groans. "What the hell do you want?" she asks you from behind the door.
"What, just because we're exes, I can't meet with you ever now and then?" you ask condescendingly.
"Kind of."
"Look, I want to make amends with you, Wendy. I'm sorry for what caused us to break up," you lie.
"Apology accepted."
"May I come in?"
"Sure, I guess." Wendy opens the door and you quickly slice her with the longsword. This goes through...
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