Stereo Wars!

You’ve all been through this scenario. Guy next door is doing construction on his house (endlessly… years-on-end stuff, literally), playing his music way too loud. Usually it’s fingernail-on-chalkboard stuff like Barry Manilow, or just all those songs you’ve heard way too many times for any single Human lifetime.

I asked kindly for them to turn it down, but my appeals were denied.

Well, guess what? STEREO WARS was initiated by me, earlier today. I’m typically a peace-loving individual, always having considered myself one not to mess with. If you engage anything against me or my loved ones that I deem negative, I will swiftly follow-through with ways to provide a rapid (and hopefully un-messy) solution. I’m never the instigator, I’m The Finisher.

So, yeah, having tons of fantastically-massive decibel-producing speakers in my home, I decided to give them a taste of their own medicine, so to speak, (except my musical choices are wonderfully mellifluous – brag, brag…).

So I carried four of my biggest and baddest speakers right at them, pointing them in the direction of the offending party, and gave `em an experience that basically knocked their inner-ears right off their asses. {Sorry, I tend to mix metaphors riotously}.

Anyway, and needless to say, I won this battle, and probably any & all future wars. I seized the day. Signed, sealed and delivered! (Courtesy of my woofers, tweeters, and mid-rangers!)

Can you dig it?!?