Your life long effort to gather up as many dice as possible has resulted in this bubbling pool of melted acrylic. Anger now spikes through you. You did your part, the dice are history, but where is Jesus with some gas for you? You reach into the flameing mass, screaming as your flesh melts. You throw a big bubbling mass of it into the sky. It just keeps sailing up. You hear a devine voice saying "Ouch!".