"Who is it?" Polly the Parrot asked.
"It's the plumber," the man knocking on the door replied.
"Who is it?" Polly repeated.
"Who is it?" Polly said a third time.
"THE PLUMBER!" came the angry reply.
There was a pause.
"Who is it?"
"AAAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!" The plumber yelled. He kicked at the door until it ripped from it's hinges. The man burst into the room, brandishing a wrench.
"IT'S ME, THE PLUMBER!" He screamed. Suddenly, he clutched at his chest and collapsed.
Mrs Smith walked into her house, surprised.
"Who is that?" She asked.
"The plumber," said her parrot.