This time you make a fist and punch Brian scarely in the head. There is a loud crunch. At first you think you've struck a major blow to Brians head until you've discovered you dislocated your thumb and Brian is unscathed. What was originally raucous laughter turns into a cack fest and even the libraries are chortling at your misery. The pain is unbearable. You leave the library and try to find a doctor who can fix your dislocated finger. You find a doctor and you tell the doctor your story. The doctor says, 'You know, chronic flatulence is a problem many people have you know. Brian may have had chronic flatulence and decided to pick on you for whatever reason. You know if you had have stood up for Brian in the library none of this may have happened.'

You say 'Maybe you're right doc. I didn't lift a finger to help Brian and I feel really bad. Maybe I should change my attitude about chronic flatulence'.

'On ya mate. Thats the right attitude', says the doctor.