An old joke that essentially tells the tale of one man sneaking into his bed trying not to wake his wife. As much time can be spent as you see fit describing all the things he had to do, to stay silent and ready himself for bed. I’ve never been much of a joke story teller.
The next part is the story of another man, who comes home and is so loud and obvious and drunk. In both stories the wife wakes up anyway. In the second scenario she takes it and stats asleep.
Wow I destroyed that joke and not in a good way.
I try to be quiet for my roommate because it’s not really a bedroom. It’s the livingroom right outside my door.