"Do you have any idea of how hard it's gonna be to clean that up?" Sam asked, infuriated. "You know what, I'm tired of playing around" , he said as he proceeded to pull out a Nuclear missle launching bazooka. "Hasta de taco" he sad as pointed the launcher at Kiv and pulled the trigger, sending the missle hurtling towards the unfortunate Lich. (And it sounds like rich, not lick.)