Build a damn wall around him.
They're mad. kek I'm in a catatonic state of let's rip their heads off and shit down their former necks and stack them in the noonday sun to dry whilst sipping some lemonade. Maybe some grilled hotdogs and a nice potato or macaroni salad after. Watermelon. Mmmm. Sorry, I'm rambling.
But the art shows, bruh.
I am outmatched, it would seem.
That's gnarly.
But she's a hell of a fine cook and ham radio operator.