Today I did not feel like cooking. I decided to order dominoes. (Sometimes I crave some plastic). I order for delivery and they come pretty quickly. He comes to my building and rings the buzzer and I go onto the intercom and am like “Ill be right down”. I show up He was waiting patiently in the lobby. In his eastern european accent, he looked straight through my eyes and into my soul, then whispered: “Why so, Scared?”. Watch out folks the Joker lost his job and is working for dominoes in London. Lovely.