Back when my little brother & I shared an apartment, our across-the-driveway neighbors would have VERY LOUD lovemaking session at all hours of the night.
Now, I'm not gonna fault them for having fun, but when you can be heard *across a parkinglot*, it's a bit past time to tone it down, y'know?
After multiple noise complaints to them, the management, and the police (who *literally* laughed it off & hung up), I decided it was time to Get. Freakin. Evil.
One rifle mic in the livingroom window, aimed square at their apartment, and the computer set to record anything that was beyond the legal db threshold.
Recorded *one night* of them, and then, around 3pm the next afternoon, set the speakers up in the window instead and *played it back*.
Loudly.
Someone called the management on ME, and I politely told them "Since you obviously didn't give a **** about it when *I* complained about it the other night at 3AM, there must not be anything wrong with it now at 3 PM." They backed down VERY quickly when they realized I not only had a point, but had them by the legal "short & curlies".
It didn't matter, the neighbors who made all the noise were evidently entertaining their Church-buddies whom recognized the voices crying "Oh Steve! Oh Susan! OHHHH STEEEEVE! Oh yeah, right there, right there... Just like that... Ok, a little higher setting... OHHH YEAAAHHhhhhhh..." style vocalizations.
They moved out a week later.
(Takes the speakers out of the window, and returns to his peace & tranquility.)
Yes, I'm Evil.
Wanna make somethin' OF it? =)P hehehehehe
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