That moment you and the 4 fuckwits think up an awesome evil plan, and its immediately thwarted by a dude in a t-shirt and khakis, because you're so high up in your Dunning-Kruger clouds that you don't even think it's possible that there's people that are stronger than you are in the town you're attacking.
P.S. My Sophomore English teacher would kill me if she saw me write a run-on sentence that's that long.