"The only thing hotter than her curves... is her flame thrower." At least that's what I hear in the little Grindhouse that is my mind. Wanted to hit that classic blacksploitation pose with some kind of twist. I think I was leaning towards a machine gun first and then the pyromaniac in me thought flame thrower. Hmmm, an inner monologue that sounds like the Grindhouse narrator coupled with a need to burn things? I might have to do some deep self analysis.