One day, when I was at home relaxing on my sofa, I heard a ringing noise, but it was not the telephone: it was the doorbell. So I got up and opened the door. Outside, there stood a man who was seven feet tall. “What the hell do you want?” I said. Then I added: “Ringing my doorbell like that was extremely rude. You don’t see ME going around disturbing YOUR right to exist.” Then I pulled out a butcher knife and a Gatling gun. — I can’t even put into words how enjoyable it was to watch that guy run away.
Need I say more? The lesson is: Never visit a stranger’s house unless you’re willing to suffer the consequences. I’ll rest assured that you have taken this teaching to heart.
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