Very late last night, a couple woke me up by having a very loud argument. Eventually I got so annoyed at the man for being such a jerk that I grabbed the closest thing to me (which was the movie "Mary Poppins"), and hurled it at his face as hard as I could. Then I buried myself in covers and fell asleep. The next night, I heard my window shatter and rushed to see what had happened. On my bed was a brick taped to the movie, with a note over it. It read, "Thanks for lending the movie. We really enjoyed it together and are giving it back to you." I took the note off, and on the front cover, the DVD case said "Mary Poppins Returns."
