Back in college, I dated a girl who was into the theatrical arts. One night before a performance, she told me that she was planning on bringing down the house that night. I couldn't believe it. She was such a sweet person, I never would have imagined that she was a terrorist. Naturally, I reported her to the authorities. For some reason, they decided to let her go, after which she refused to talk to me ever again. I guess it's true when they say that Hell hath no fury like that of a terrorist scorned.