I awoke to the sound of a fur covered fist pounding away at my door. i said to myself, "aw man, what's this? why, it's only seven in the morn!" and of course, there's a panda out there on the stoop. and he tries to sell me some brown bamboo soup. and i say to him, "get out of here, faker! i can't bear a faux bear when i'm just awaker!" he runs off and soup drops and runs down my stairs. and i shout out, "This house is for Quakers, not bears!"