There would be several requirements to institute before that can happen:
1) Transplant taste buds into my lungs because every time I have done a DL hit, I get no (zero) flavor. Apparently the vapor goes past my tongue so fast that those tired old buds don't even know it was there.
2) Buy me the winning lottery ticket because it will cost a fortune for me to upgrade or buy new mods that will allow megawatts plus new sub-Ohm tanks 'cuz it's a sure bet Lannie will not be giving me any of hers.
3) Put Lannie in the
juice making business full time because she uses 60mL for every 5mL I use, so obviously we would have to get a heck of a lot more
juice, and if she's gonna be making that much juice, we'll have to hire someone else to take care of all the animals here. (Yo, Linda!
Animala! What movie?)
4) Better Air Conditioning (central heating/cooling?) for this house to get all the damn fog outta here. I can barely see across the room with only one Sith Lord (Darth Lannie) here.
5) A drop box address in Wyoming because none of these supplies can be shipped into South Dakota as of August 8, 2016 unless we manage another revolution to take this corrupt government out...
...and probably a dozen other things I haven't thought of yet.
Wouldn't it just be easier to let the Oldt Phart just keep TootleWomping?