You and your punk-ass pals are hanging out at a carnival. (Don't ask.) Anyway, you decide to ride the TUNNEL OF LOVE!!! <do, do, do> Apparently, you have some sort of problem with the hapless rider behind you. (He's riding, that is, the Tunnel of Love.) So, daring adventurer, you ...

1. Slit his throat and throw his limp corpse into the unidentifiable liquid in which you float.
2. Let the rage and frustration boil up inside of your metaphorical cauldrin, while the person goes on doing whatever it is that's annoying you so acutely. Eventually said cauldrin explodes (its a metaphor, remember). Calamity ensues.