I'd just sit in the dining room and take a drag from my cigarrette, and when the police come to get me, I'll flip them the bird. Then I'll walk down the stairs, spitting phlegm as I go, and make honking noises until the world begins cracking.
Then, I'll turn into an angel and dash to the stars, but be kicked back to earth because I'm not a legitimate angel, and I'd fall through the atmosphere, in flames of rejection, just as the earth blows up, propelling me back toward the heavens, and I'll have my middle fingers up to the beings that cast me out while saying, "I'm baaaaack niggas!!!"
Lol.