I posted this in the comments section at The Tall Guy's blog, after reading of his and Bunny McIntosh's adventures trying to get a gas station let them put gasoline into a 2 liter plastic soda bottle...
When I was younger and wished that vampires or KGB agents might try and get me, I had knives hidden around my bedroom, booby trapped boxes in my closet, and also had an Orangina bottle of gasoline in a desk drawer for any emergency Molotov cocktail needs.
Silly me. Wasn't long before my room smelled of gasoline.
The lid was on tight, but the gasoline had eaten through the glass bottle and was soaking into the wood desk.
Alas, I understand why there are unlawful containers.
Sigh, I miss the days when I believed in vampires and KGB agents.
To which another poster, known as The Midnight Mailman Show replied:
I believe in vampires and KGB agents. the only real way to kill one is with secret Moltov cocktails. that's some head you have there, kid, to be that prepared at such a young age.
I'd like to hire you, kid. I run a secret government spy organization that specifically targets vampires and KGB agents. We'd love to have you.
People are strange, when you're a stranger...