Greetings Aubrey.
Living as I do in a none-too-affluent area of South Wales, at the fall of dusk tonight my abode is guaranteed to come under siege from gaggles of becostumed youths with cuntery on their minds. My policy of non-negotiation with terrorists means that they'll recieve no appeasment in the form of money or confectionery, so how do you recommend I fortify my domicile against the inevitable attacks from missiles, abuse and excrement?
Many Thanks
Dead
PS: Thanks to your prompt response to my last query, there's now a smoking crater where my right eye used to be. I love it, and am forever in your debt.