I sat on my bed, waiting for my mail. Yeah, I'm that kind of person. "Sooo bored." I said. I searched around my room until I stumbled upon a Michael Jackson disk I bought. "Aww yeah! Time to crank up da tunes!!!" I popped it in my D.V.D player and listened to "Who Is It" "And It doesn't seem to matter, and it doesn't seem right, since the will has brought no fortune, still I cry alone at night, don't you-" " DINGA DONGA!! Crap. I paused my T.V. and I said...well, zaidi like yelled, "COMING!" I ran downstairs and opened the door. Me, with my dumb self looked down the whole time. "Hello. Package...