[Donkey, think of the saddest thing that’s ever happened to you.] Oh, man! Where do I begin? First there was the time the farmer traded me for some magic beans. I ain’t never gotten over that. Then this fool went off and had a party, and they all starting trying to pin a tail on me. Then they all got drunk, and started hitting me with sticks, yelling “Piñata! Piñata!” What is a piñata, anyway?