The other day I got beaten up really, really bad, but it wasn't my fault really. I just couldn't help it.
I hit a car from behind and that was my fault, I admit. The driver stepped out and walked towards me and I noticed that he was a midget. He looks at the damage and says to me "I'm not happy!".And then I lost my mind and replied "I can see that you are not Happy, but which one of the seven are you?". That's when I got beaten up...