I rioted once when I stubbed my toe. It was on a new Ikea bed which was a pain to put together, and the fact that it continued to cause me pain just set me over the edge. I went right down to the harbour and threw everything into the water, because let Posidon deal with it, only the bed got me back because I picked the wrong crates, I chucked my tea into the water instead. I was sad. It was 1772