Must. Kill. Neighbors.

[LeftyMom]

I don't normally care if I can hear thier music during the day. The people on the other side play top-40 sounding kinda stuff with lyrics in Arabic (I think) and I don't care as long as it's off before the kid goes to bed, which it always is because they have rugrats too. But now I've got neighbors playing smooth jazz loud enough to hear in my house.

This message is for them:

If I wanted to fucking hear elevator music in my own fucking home, I'd contract with the Muzak corporation to play through my ceiling speakers instead of getting sloppy seconds of whatever shittly lo-fi setup you tasteless freaks have. Unfortunately you and your buddy Kenny G have robbed me of that choice, leaving me with no option but retalitation. I must find something loud and obnoxious to interrupt your bland music, and the white zinfandel and uninspired missionary sex that barely musses your Martha Stewart Living (TM) 4 star sheets that complete your tract home smooth jazz lifestyle.

Do you like Ministry? I'm gonna find out. :evilgrin: Don't ever let me hear this shit again either, 'cause I have hours and hours of RATM bootlegs I could share with you. :grr: And if you give me any shit or so much as a funny look about it I'll go rev the bike for an hour or so.

[MiniMandaRuth]

1. Find some hardcore Vietnamese rap and crank it up.

That stuff is WEIRD, man.

[Midlodemocrat]

2. I think a good dose of Barney or the Wiggles will send them

screaming into the street.

[MadAsHellNewYorker]

3. I like subtle revenge

...I have no idea how that entire bottle of florescent green nail polish got all over the hood of your car...

[Elidor]

4. I was just gonna suggest some Ministry

Glad you're on top of it. I would suggest opening with Psalm 69 at 11 on the volume. This will effectively announce the impending apocalypse. Give'em hell!

[Arugula Latte]

5. It's always appropriate. After all, every day is Halloween ... nt

[huskerlaw]

6. Ugh.

Hey, maybe when you're done teaching them a lesson, you could drive down here and help me with my asshole neighbors!

I had a get-together on Friday night. Me and 5 of my friends. We were sitting in my living room TALKING. No music. No alcohol (at that point). Just talking. Oh, sure, we laughed a few times too. They called security. Security threatened to call the police. Because we. were. talking.

:grr:

[LeftyMom]

7. The only solution is to laugh at them and tell them to get a life

If people talking and laughing at a reasonable volume bothers them in an adjacent apartment (I'm assuming apartment rather than a single family home since there's security) they need to play a little music, have a conversation of thier own, run the dishwasher or just generally invest in lives of thier own.

I'd tell them so for you, but as my rant in the OP might hint, I'd use naughty words and that doesn't always help. :D

[flvegan]

8. Ministry is too low khz buzzy. You know what I'd suggest...

Yup, track 4, "Bricks" max volume...

[LeftyMom]

9. I'll do that when I get back from the store

I have to call a temporary halt to Operation Deafen Neighbors and make a supply run.

We're out of TP. :scared: