Walking down your average city road under a deep red sunset, fluffy white clouds billow across the sky. A masculine figure appearing to be at the prime of his life roamed the dimly lit street as the area began to darken. In a rush, he began to pick up his pace, lightly jogging home; however, along the way, a young woman thought to be slightly younger than the man happened to cross his path.

Suddenly, the man's thoughts and actions changed, becoming much more aggressive.

(Unknown man): "What are you doing outside so late, little Missy?"

(Lady): "That's none of your business; I'm just heading home; leave me alone," she stuttered loudly.

(Unknown man): "UGGH, U WOMEN ARE MEANT TO BE AT HOME DOING DISHES AND HAVING KIDS FULFILLING YOUR PURPOSE, NOT WORKING; THAT IS A MAN'S JOB!".

Sometime later, the man makes it home feeling melancholic about being fired and replaced by a woman. He begins to make dinner. Turning the knob on the old cooker and holding it down, a flame ignites, but instead he ends up blowing the house sky-high.