I am living somewhere behind you.
I am glad you are enjoying your new pool and hot tub, but I am trying to sleep. I can hear everything you say, even the British accents.
If you continue to make noise past 10 p.m., I will call the cops.
We have rules here in West Hollywood. Seriously.
And stop singing show tunes from "Annie."
Both of you are way too old to ever be cast as child orphans.
The sun will come out tomorrow? Yeah, and so will the cops!
Welcome to the neighborhood.