914Driver said:
Here they come to snuff the rooster...
In reply to Oapfu :
Terry Pratchett was such a wonderful author. He has been a profound influence on my personal philosophies:
NickD said:
When we first moved to this town, we rented an apartment aka a townhouse. It was a new development, and the units on each side were empty.
I was home one day when the realtor showed the adjacent unit. I could hear every word they were saying through the wall.
I put this on the stereo, loudly enough that I couldn't stay in the room.
No one moved in while we were there.
In reply to Floating Doc (Forum Supporter) :
Not a bad selection, but when the neighbors pissed me off in college, I had a cassette of Bavarian yodeling and folk songs that I'd put into an auto-repeating player and then leave for class.
In reply to Floating Doc (Forum Supporter) :
I probably would have gone with "Hall of the Mountain King"
In reply to Karacticus :
Years back, my mom and I lived in an apartment where there were two narrow buildings facing each other (we had windows on both sides!) and a little park area at one end.
One day two of the resident kids set up a boom box and started playing "R U Ready 4 This" on repeat, loudly enough that the sound was clipped and scratchy.
The landlady lived under us and had an infant that couldn't handle it, but being the landlady she didn't quite have the ability to do anything without someone else complaining first.
Mom took a different path. She walked the 4' high speakers we had towards the window, opened it, and cued up some Mozart and began singing very loudly.
With her own words.
"Lo! I HAVE A LOT OF GAS IN MY INTESTINE!
TUMS!
AND MYLANTA!
TUMS AND MYLANTA DO NOT SEEM TO WORK!
POP, POP FIZZ FIZZ! I DO-O THINK I NEED SOME ALKA-SELTZER!
I DO-O THINK I NEED SOME ALKA-SELTZER!"
And so on.
After a couple minutes of this, the kids packed up their gear and went back inside. The landlady thanked her
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