Spot on. It’s gotten to the point at my apartment where the noise level is so raucous that I’ve started to suspect domestic violence. Either that or Big Foot is doing P90X up there. Do I go up there like an alpha male and sternly tell them to turn off the power drills at 4 am? Of course not. I hit my ceiling with the end of a broom three times and tuck my dick between my legs when I see the dude in the stairwell. Plus, I’d be lying if I said i didn’t have to apologize to my neighbors below for the deafening, animalistic sex that bellows from my apartment constantly. I really got to remember to turn my porn down.