romancing on the wrong house
“no, i don’t see anyone”
“good, ok, now run up to her house, and climb to her balcony.”
“romeo and juliet much?”
“yes, much, she’ll love it, now go!”
as he walked up to the house, he started to climb, and threw rocks at the window, he heard a man’s voice.
“what the heck are you doing boy?”
“well, sir, i’ve come to speak with your daughter, but i think i have the wrong window.”
“no, you’ve got the wrong house. i don’t have a daughter.”