#32 This Happened Every Saturday?
There was a guy who would order every Saturday during the day and try to fight me. I’d knock and it would be completely silent, with no indication anyone even lived there. But the second I knocked again, whether it was 30 seconds or several minutes, he’d rip the door open and jump up in my face, screaming: “I SAID JUST A MINUTE, WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU? DO YOU WANT A PIECE OF ME?”
Credit: QuadrumanousCuddler