That wasn't fair, you had a lightsaber and earthquakes, and all I had were knives and an apron.
And my sig still isn't finished >_>
Edit: oh hey now I got something.
When life gives you lemons, you learn goddamn necromancy instead. Screw lemons.
"When life gives you lemons, BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD."
All this talk about lemons and yet no mention of using them as a anti antiperspirant.
When life gives you lemons, terminate them with extreme prejudice. Slicing will do.
Fucking lemons, how do they work?