The doorbell suddenly rang, startling Stephen Tedesco so, that he stopped, dropped, and rolled. And upon answering the door, he noticed a man, Samuel Emoto, with his arms crossed, wearing nothing but a censored block over his sleaze zone.
Samuel Emoto asked, "What do you want?"
But then Stephen Tedesco replied, "No, what do you want?"
Samuel Emoto, astonished, gave out a sigh and hoof-scuff and replied, "Well, this is my house, so what do you want?"
It was at that very moment that Stephen Tedesco realized that he himelf was the man outside, cross-armed, and with nothing on but a censored block. So he tipped his make-belief hat, apologized to Samuel Emoto, and made his way to the doorbell next door.
When Samuel Emoto appeared at the door, Stephen Tedesco stood there cross-armed and asked once more, "What do you want?"
Ever since then, Stephen Tedesco found himself back home, where he died of loneliness. Samuel Emoto attended the funeral, but he forgot the roses.