I just heard a very horrible, loud, pounding, thumping noise. Immediately my heart started pounding and thumping and I went running around the house searching for the source of the noise.
Then I found out it was Big Brother, in the basement, banging on the ductwork for our heating system.
“Please stop that!”
“It’s very loud and it’s freaking me out! I didn’t know what it was!”
“Oh. It’s just me. I came down here to get a clean shirt, and I got bored.”
He got bored, getting a clean shirt?
I think his chore list is about to double. Obviously he has WAY too much time on his hands.