"I was losing sleep, and my work was becoming effected as well. I had spoken to them directly, and they completely disregarded me, and refused to just shut the f@#k up. This went on for months, and I was riding out my lease to move somewhere else. One day I’m sitting watching TV on a nice spring day, and I have my windows wide open, and I hear one of the neighbors friends come over, and he asks if he’s coming out, and he says no, he needs to study for an important test he’s taking the next day."
Should have blasted them with Dr. Bombay
Classics like:
SOS (The tiger took my family)
Rice and Curry
Calcutta (Taxi Taxi Taxi)
And others :D
Then I found that a friend had some HUGE speakers. So, I borrowed them and set them up in the window of the extra bedroom that faced the street and their house. Then I borrowed an LP album (remember '68) from my cousin. And waited. Friday night arrived and so did the cars, trucks and motorcycles. I opened the windows and started up Tennessee Ernie Ford and "Sweet Hour of Prayer". He didn't get through the first song on that album before EVERY vehicle was gone. End of problem. I let everything set up for a few more weeks before I figured that they had moved the party somewhere else. I guess that I was a little bit disappointed because I wanted more of a fight over it. I put up with that for months and all it took was Tennessee Ernie to solve my problem.
People don't like to mix their sin with thoughts of God. It seems to make them uneasy for some reason. LOL