“Sheila… Sheila! Do you hear something?”

“Gah. Go to sleep, baby. You’re doing it again.”

“No, I’m not! I’m awake this time. Someone’s on the roof.”

“Probably those horny squirrels again.”

“Squirrels don’t fuck like that. That’s a person.”

“Fuck. You’re right! I’m calling the fucking fuzz.”

“Wait! They can’t break in through the fucking roof! I’m going to look.”

“Jesus Christ! Armando! Take the bat! ”

“Holy fuck! Someone’s thrown a flaming box through the window!”

“Stamp it out!”

“Blaarcccchhhgggg!”

“You see what happens when you fuck a stranger in the ass?!,” barked a man from the chimney. Sheila froze.