2024-11-06 23:45
The guy below me (at 30 Larnard St, Potsdam NY ≈1990), had a loud party, and played metal and classic rock records, real loud. Did he invite me? No.
So I invited myself by plugging in my bass amp, and playing along with _all_ of the songs. He eventually turned it down.
Did that end it? Not exactly: this started to become a regular thing, but at least he turned it down much quicker.
So one day his girlfriend stops me in the store...
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