THE GENTLEMEN WHO GRACE my stoop (who apparently never need to sleep) decided to celebrate the coming dawn this morning by blasting some reggaeton track from their hoopdie at 5:30 AM.
These fairly regular impromptu parties usually come and go without incident (with the notable exception of a few weeks ago when someone leaned out the window and screamed "It's two-fucking-thirty in the morning" to no avail). This morning, however, was different. Apparently tired of having the party forced on them, a neighbor across the street decided to fight back. This brave soul mustered all of their courage and decided to return fire with their most effective weapon: "Strong Enough" by Cher.
Really? Cher? That is the most feeble shit, and yet totally brilliant. There's nothing that would make those guys want to go party someplace else. And you know what? It worked.
I think the next time it happens, I'm putting my speakers in the window and blasting Des'ree.
Let's take back the night.
Fear this.
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