If old Mister Morte comes a knock-knock-knockin’ at your door, Or just won’t lay off the intercom buzzer, You tell that old misery one or more of the following And you’ll be just fine.
1. I died at the office.
2. (In Transylvanian accent) Sorry to disappoint you, but I got here first and she’s mine. MINE! BWAA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!
3. Hi! Have you got one minute to talk about the endangered Guatemalan vicuna?
4. Sure, just give me a second to slip out of this body into my true pandimensional form….ssssssssssss……
5. Can’t come right now, me and hubby are quarantined….oh, it’s for him….okay.