[photo courtesy altemark]
Dear Downstairs Neighbor,
I'm sorry that I walked barefoot on my floor last night after midnight, and that the floor's squeaking disturbed your slumber.
But I regret to inform you-- when you spend the afternoon shouting the word 'butt-crack' repeatedly through a megaphone, you relinquish all rights to issue noise complaints.
Yours in Christ,
The Girl Upstairs