^ Mayday!
“Mayday!”
and we can run around in circles, scream and shout the
“L’Internationale”! MAYDAY-MAYDAY!!!
And, do it right! Dump them inna barrel filled with diesel and chopped up rubber tires. Lots of toxic smoke. Clouds of it. Enough to draw even the reluctant tree-huggers out of their houses — so they can stroke out along with the pearl-clutching Karens.
Each mask could be wrapped around a used up doggie rubber ball.
If a Karen objects, tell them the black smoke serves two needs: it kills most of the virii stuck in the masks, and lets you avoid the cloud of those that weren’t killed.
Might have same effect (hilarious) as when some guy’s neighbors (Vegans, what else?) objected to his BBQ ‘cause he was cooking animal bits. So, he hosted a block party with dozens of BBQ “Webers” from all over the area — as upwind of his neighbor’s house as possible.
A smokey middle digit!