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“Knock Knock… Let Me In!” — “I Don’t Know You!” — “Sure Ya Do, I’m…”
A ZATANNA DARK PEEPHOLE TALE — A KNOCKER WITH KNOCKERS COMES A KNOCKING
🙎🏻 “Honey? Who's at the door?”
👨💼 “I don’t know. Some strange lady?”
🙎🏻 “Well, don’t unlock the door! She could be a whore!”
👨💼 “I’m not unlocking the door, Honey! I’m using the peephole!”
🙎🏻 “Good! She probably has a disease!”
👨💼 “Who are you?”
👩 “I’m the girl from apartment B, and I don’t have a disease.”
🙎🏻 “Is the whore gone yet?”
👨💼 “NO! Hi, apartment B, how can I help you?”
👩 “I’m short on rent, so I was hoping we could work something out.”
👨💼 “Wish I could help you out, but I don’t have any money.”
🙎🏻 “Now is she gone?”
👨💼 “NO! Just hold on, Honey!”
👩 “You misunderstand, I’m here to pay you money, although… I don’t have any, so I have other ways to pay.”
🙎🏻 “WHAT’S GOING ON?”
👨💼 “Nothing, Honey! Go back to bed!”