When someone shoots you, and I'm asking you the story of what happened, giving me a blank stare and then going "I don't know, he just went ballistic on me" is a sure-fire way to make me snerk a little inside.
On a side note, I'm watching Man vs. Wild. Bear Grylls just smashed a boa constrictor to death in the jungles of Belize for something to eat after climbing down a ten story waterfall, scaling a 60 foot cliff and swimming through an underground river. I got annoyed today when I accidentally ripped the pasta box open too far. A failure on some level in life, I'm sure.