Okay, I'll try to find out where this guy lives; and then, instead of being stupid like he is, pour gasoline over the lawn and burn it down to a cinder. Phase B: wait until he comes rushing out looking all angry and busy on his BB (and, according to plan, leaving his honey unguarded back in the kitchen).

W_W pushes open the door with his long snout, sniffs the air (shucks: cauliflower), and proceeds to swell up where it's actually supposed to swell up, despite the smell. Up to the bedroom, then, and FAST! before the guy wises up.

*Howls*