Tell me something.
If you live in an apartment block and you hear one of your neighbours enjoying what sounds like a particularly strenuous and presumably enjoyable bout of lovemaking, do you:
(a) Sit back and enjoy the symphony?
(b) Politely endure the squeals of delight emanating from the apartment below, thinking that he’s not the superman of sex and won’t be lasting long with that kind of effort?
(c) Visit said neighbour at a suitable time to find out exactly what he did to encourage such an enthusiastic (and admittedly loud) response?
or
(d) Be a cranky bitch, yell at your neighbour below during the performance, and then leave a letter in the elevator, like the one displayed below?
Mind you, I’m sure one can’t help but feel a little proud to elicit such a response.
Whoever it was.
Ahem.
