consider yourself lucky, kid

Dammit, I just lost another bet; apparently foster kids *are* flammable.

The arsonist was disappointed that the orphanage was burning down naturally and that he had to pay for the privilege of seeing it in flames.

the person with the orange hoodie on stood back and watched the orphanage that he set on fire with a molatov cocktail burn and thought about all that money that it would take to rebuild it.

After the students came running out of the burning school building, the arsonist wondered why they didn't put the images of these students bringing new desks into the newly graffitied school onto dollar bills instead of presidents.