Rude Profane Neighbors
Today I returned home to profane music with a reggae beat and lyrics yelling about sex acts, sex organs, the n-word, and other various inapproprate neighborhood soundtrack elements blaring from my new neighbor's porch.Now then ... rather than get all confrontational and spend this evening in lockup preparing for death row I just went into the house and drowned it out with a little bit of The Strain and other shows on the teevee.
Be all of this as it may we are headed for a showdown because once I call the police the first time I'm going to keep calling until I get whomever is responsible arrested.
Just ask the former neighbor who was arrested on Christmas Eve a few years back for playing music too loudly for too long.
His music wasn't "profane" per se but the decibels motivated me to camp out at the police station filling out and signing complaints until I got the job done.
The third police visit usually ends up with the perp in jail and having to pay to get out.
I'm ready whether they are or not.