...decides on getting a pet. After a visit to the local pet shop, he chooses a centipede, and brings it home in small white box that is to be the centipede's home.
Later that afternoon, the man fancies a beer. He asks his new friend 'Hey, wanna go down the pub and have a drink with me?'. There is no answer. The man leaves it a couple of minutes, then asks again, this time a little louder. 'Hey buddy, how about going out for a beer?'. Again, there is no answer. The man waits another couple of minutes, pondering, before putting his mouth closer to the box and shouting 'Hey!! How about a beer?!'.
After a couple of seconds, a little voice comes out of the box. 'I heard you the first time! I'm putting my bloody shoes on!'
Later that afternoon, the man fancies a beer. He asks his new friend 'Hey, wanna go down the pub and have a drink with me?'. There is no answer. The man leaves it a couple of minutes, then asks again, this time a little louder. 'Hey buddy, how about going out for a beer?'. Again, there is no answer. The man waits another couple of minutes, pondering, before putting his mouth closer to the box and shouting 'Hey!! How about a beer?!'.
After a couple of seconds, a little voice comes out of the box. 'I heard you the first time! I'm putting my bloody shoes on!'