Appetite for...that's right, DESTRUCTION!!!!

I'm not entirely sure what is so compelling about you, a dirty 120-lb man ripping apart steel and wood, but I do know this: I'm in love. Right now I'm watching you light your cigarette on a very hot, sparking piece of metal from inside the engine of your bulldozer, and it is utterly charming. Dirty man, how long will I watch you from this roof? Though I know we will never meet, Annihilator of Hearts, I do ask of you one thing--please charge that brick wall right there until it comes crashing down around you, the way the walls of my heart tumbled the day I first saw you break those windows, feral and untamed.