Every time Peter — the guy next door — headed toward Paul’s house, Paul knew he was coming to borrow something. Peter was always borrowing stuff and it was driving Paul mad.
“Peter won’t get away with it this time,” muttered Paul his wife. ‘Watch this.”
“I wonder if you’ll be using your hedge trimmer this morning?” Peter asked.
“Crikey, I’m terribly sorry,” Paul said with a smug look, “but the fact of the matter is I’ll be using it all day.”
“In that case, you won’t be using your golf clubs… Mind if I borrow those?”