Castle Key lives in a split level. Going along the stairs going up to the upper floor is a long counter that's sort of an adjunct to the kitchen.
He has a big electric turkey fryer sitting on the long counter, with the back of it, including the drain spout, sitting over the front door landing.
We were joking one night about how if someone broke in he would simply pull the drain plug on the fryer and go all medieval on their ass while defending his castle.
I pointed out that his victim impact statement, requesting reimbursement for the loss of 3 gallons of new, and rather expensive peanut fryer oil, would become absolutely legendary in the county judicial system...
