When I was in the 5th grade or something WWE came in town & me and my friend got tickets and his dad was driving us to the stadium and on the way we saw a dad & his son standing near their car on the side of the street, and the car was on fire. They were both wearing WWE t-shirts.
I let out an "aww how sad" and looked at my friend and we smirked and both burst out laughing. Obviously it wasn't funny but we laughed and then felt ashamed afterwards. It was so sad though because the dad's son was like 7 years old :( he was all dressed up in WWE gear. I felt horrible.
