Enough Already

To the guy who parks his truck in the street just below my windows and plays his music so loud that the windows rattle and the floors vibrate, enough already.

I don't force you to listen to the country music or the bluegrass or the old rock & roll that I like, so don't feel that you have to share yours with me.  Or things might have to change.

I can show up on your front lawn at dawn with some really good speakers and play Lawrence Welk's Greatest Hits at full volume.  Or if you tick me off any more than you already have, I know where I can lay my hands on some Whoopee John Polkas.

Sheesh!