Pass Me That Blowtorch

I've been weighing the merits of burning bridges. I've always tried to be a "take the high road" kind of person. Some people make it hard. Mrs. Dirpus would prefer I destroy the bridge back to my previous employer to keep me from being enticed to go back. I think I may need a reference or a job, some day, so do I really want to mess with that? I could, easily, just walk away.

One of my favorite lines from an Eddie Murphy album, that I probably remember wrong...

I'll show you how to build a fire. Hey Eddie, hand me that cord of wood and two gallon can of gasoline.