"I can't cut this down." He says, depressed.
He spots some wood already chopped down over to his left.
"Wow!"
Taking the wood, he walks over to an open spot in the snow. He starts to rub the wood together, faster and faster. About 30 minutes later he finaly sees a flame spark out of the bundle of wood...
...But he doesn't see any more, bcause he suddenly bursts into flames!!!!
"AAAAAHH!!!!" he screams, and looks bak on the time when he turned into pure methane. Oh, that surely sucks. But then he thinks, why am I screaming? I don't have any nerves, I'm just gas. Well after this amazing rememberance he sighs and burys himself in wood and starts a huge bon fire. Mr. Methane beats all odds to save his life ... Yea!