Ya, so that guy's gone. Now I'm alone, alone with my toe. I bit my toe before it could bite me, and so it bled. Bleed oh mighty toe so that one day we shall bleed with you. But until such days do come I beg you pardon our dry tears and be held slack against the wind

Moral of the story? Collecting metal in your pocket will make old men think you're collecting trash. That will cause them to tell you you're garbage

Now go learn how to code (Note the variable limit. I cringe whenever I read a code with useless variables)

Here's the guide the above references for burning