In my entrance there is an apartment, which was loved by the biddle-meloman company, who loves to listen to the popcorn at night. Covenants, talks, threats and disagreements did not produce the proper effect. I had to connect the fantasy and this is what was born in my inflamed mind.
I took a black marker, a sheet of A4 and put on about this text on behalf of Bydlo-Melomanov:
"The houses are on the ground floor. Sasha and Zhenya live in apartment number 4. We loudly turn on the music of the patamucht, we are pidders and when we are friendly, we loudly chant. Pick us and forgive us. We are not as simple as everyone else. Zhenya and Sasha apartment 4"
Smashed a leaflet of soul with glue and glued it on the entrance door at night.