The funny thing is that you think that I am just sitting here next to your ridiculously large basil plant, staring into the backyard below, contemplating which bird is chirping and how to get it to shut the hell up.
What you don't realize is that I am silently planning on hand-ramming the screen in your screen door in order to gain access to your apartment.
I think that it is funny that you don't realize this.
I also enjoy the fact that your landlord's handyman has yet to fix the broken screen in your door and has instead placed several slices of computer paper over the square. A square that is more than ample in size to admit my svelte form.
I find it amusing that you do not believe me. That you do not realize how deathly serious I am about ramming that flimsy paper with my powerful head of POWER.
ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME NOW? ARE YOU?