A stalking I will go!
A stalking I will go!
Off to see Melissa
A stalking I will go!
I'm going to go at night!
I'm going to go at night!
I'm going to see...Hm-mph! (swarmed by French coppers) Get you hands off me! Melissa! Melissa! I'll always love you!....
***Sounds of sirens fading off into the night***
An attractive blond looks down from her balcony and says, "Qui était ce geek?" (Who was that geek?)
The end.
Humor

With cat-like tread,
Upon our prey we steal;
In silence dread,
Our cautious way we feel.
No sound at all,
We never speak a word,
A fly's foot-fall
Would be distinctly heard ...
POLICE. (pianissimo)
Tarantara, tarantara!
Uh-oh, Ben, sounds like you might be up for a role in "The Pirate of Penance".