Dear “guy in the building next to me.”
Please, oh dear god please stop playing your bad music ridiculously loud at 5 & 6pm.
It’s not the ridiculously loud part that sucks balls.
It’s your music. I just don’t know how much more I can take.
Seriously, I will come over to your apartment; we can go through my music collection, or your friends, and pick out some stuff almost everyone will like… Then, by all means, go bananas.
Just no more 90’s R&B, Mariah Carey, The Offspring, or Aqua. (Aqua, seriously man your killing me).
|Your neighbor, 4th floor Bob|