A Quarrel Over Quirrell
(My sister is taking too long in the bathroom so I begin to pound on the door.)
Me: “TROLLLL! IN THE DUNGEON!”
(I then sit down on the sofa. She walks out a few seconds later.)
Sister: “Really, [My Name]?”
Me: “Thought you ought to know.”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?