Dear Student Fuckstick Next Door
Your spastic bass lines are invading my reading space. Pablo and I are giving you five minutes to cease your monotonous dribblings before we knock through the fucking wall and insert your bargain basement guitar up your skanky shuck. At the very least PLAY SOMETHING ELSE!!!!!!
Fuck you, mutant boy.
sincerely,
Madame
evils EDIT:
P.S. If you don't switch to a different tune soon then I will do the Willow dance. Yes, I will! Look - I'm stripping ... *slap* ... *bang on wall* Heigh ho! Who is there?, No one but me, my dear." *slap*