As a teenager in my parent's home, I once closed the bathroom door, then stood outside in the hall, and began banging on the door. My sisters came out of their room to see what was going on. I said that our brother had locked himself inside and I had to pee, and banged on the door some more. I then said that I couldnt wait anymore and was going to pee in the back yard.
20 minutes later, my sisters are still banging on the door yelling. Just then my brother walks up to us all and asks "what's going on?"
My sisters shot me a hateful look as I was laughing my butt off.
