The episode we were watching was about a woman who was convicted of killing her husband by setting fire to his bedroom. That's pretty twisted. You know what's even more twisted? Dude was in a wheelchair.
Anyway, thinking about that episode later made us think about the Robert Frost poem Bella recites at the beginning of Eclipse:
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Yes, we realize that it's probably weird to associate a beautiful Robert Frost poem with some crazy woman setting her disabled husband on fire with Wild Turkey and a candle (Grey, don't forget that she "claimed" he kicked her when she tried to pull him out...yes that's right KICKED her...hmmm*Andee). But it does talk about destruction by fire, so we can totally justify it, and maybe Frost wouldn't mind too much.
Which way would you want to be destroyed? Frost favors fire, but seriously? He'd want to burn? Doesn't he know how much burning would suck ass? HE WOULD BE ON FIRE. That is never, ever a pleasant sensation.
And perish twice? Really? You would want to die more than once? Why? Was once not enough? Oh, wait he says "if he had to". Yeah, we guess that's like if we had to choose between either getting our faces eaten off by a rabid wolverine or being cut into 51 different pieces shaped like each of the 50 States and also Puerto Rico, we'd choose....well, isn't it obvious? Maybe perishing the second time by ice would actually feel pretty damn good after being freaking burnt to a crisp. Soothing, even.
We would totally go with ice. Yes, you may feel a bit of a burning sensation, but no, you're not actually on fire. Your extremities are just frostbitten (Get it? Frostbitten? Nevermind), that's all. And then when hypothermia sets in, you get sleepy. Don't you love the feeling of letting sleep overtake you as you curl up in your comfy bed and drift away? Ice would be exactly like that, except your fingers and toes will begin to turn black as you lay in the fetal position in the middle of a snow drift and death comes to take you instead of sleep. Yes, ice definitely would suffice.
And not just about how to get away with killing our husbands.