I was watching tv the other night. There was a knock at the door. The GF asks me if I was going to see who it was. I told her “No.” She said, “Why not?” I told her it was a drummer at the door. She asked me how I knew that.
“Because, the knocking keeps speeding up and slowing down.”
Thank you, goodnight.
“Because, the knocking keeps speeding up and slowing down.”
Thank you, goodnight.