This is quite an amiable feature, but the jokes have been too strung-out and even at just eight minutes long, it seems over-stretched. For openers, we head to a bar where a rather slight man finds he is prone to being picked on by the "Bluto" - or perhaps "Blotto" character in the bar. He just has the wrong face in the wrong place and it usually ends up bruised before he ends up on the ground. The wily narrator has come up with a series of solutions that might just deflect his aggressor's attention. Ranging from fainting to screaming to hysterical laughing, each of these half dozen or so scenarios is simply animated with much of the emphasis here on the commentary, from whence most of it's limited humour comes. Personally, the idea of repelling your attacker with garlic breath made me smile (what is it about Americans and the letter 'u'? Since when was 'odor' a word?) and having a gorilla as a mate isn't an half bad idea, either, but the rest of this ran out of steam after about five minutes.