But there's room for more!
During my days as a desperado I was known for my use of dynamite. One night my compadres broke into the San Juan mission, planning to relieve the alter of several hundred pounds of gold inlay. We were having some trouble so we came up with the idea of blasting the gold free using a quarter stick. After rigging the explosive up, we left the chapel as a sister entered.
Once outside, we waited for the explosion, but to our chagrin, after spotting the dynamite, the Nun chucked it out the window, killing half of my compadres. When all was said and done, I could honestly say we were nun the wiser.