Snap! While he was in the middle of having a conversation—screaming match— with his mom, his elastic band snapped, and it hurt. Bad.

So there he stood there frozen for a couple of seconds, trying to ignore the sting in his mouth before rushing upstairs to the bathroom to replace his rubber band. Only to find out he didn't have any more. “Goddamn it!” But he probably knew a person who did. Right, the neighbor. And in a flash, he already came knocking at your door.