As the song ended, the boor posed a challenge. His loud voice drowned out the opening notes from the next song:
Who could share the best story about this song?
Before anyone could answer his question, he began:
One day, I was alone in a small room of a famous art museum. All was quiet. A man entered through the door to my right and stopped at the first painting. My path took me towards him. Though he made no sound, I could hear a new noise, faint in the air but growing louder.
As I approached, he looked at me with annoyance.
-Could you turn off your phone?
I sneered at him before I replied:
-That's not me, man.
He squinted, his face wrinkled with disgust, his posture defiant. Then, a sudden look of recognition replaced his clueless expression. He reached into his pockets and switched off his device. As he did so, I just caught the chorus "Gangsta's Paradise" before he shut off his iPod!"The boor cackled loudly at the end of his own story. The game was abandoned soon thereafter.
As no further submissions had been made to the contest, the boor declared himself winner by default.
