I was attempting to catch the attention of a couple of particular attractive ladies who were walking outside my apartment, when I felt a tremor from the floor. I entertained the possibility that the phenomenon was caused by my downstairs Caucasian neighbor, so I called out to him:
“My good man, would you do me a favor and be a little less rambunctious?”
Soon thereafter, my walls also started trembling, causing me to exclaim:
“I must say, sir! Whatever is going on down there?”
Then I went outside and purchased a meal at a store of the fast-food francise McDonald’s, where a great number of other people were also waiting to place their order.