So, our next door neighbor here in the building got a new Big Screen.
This week-end we heard your basic big screen movies as we walked the dog. You know, car crashes, gun shots, screaming and running. Your basic Hong Kong Action Movie stuff. He (and everyone else on our floor is Chinese).
Tonight, I takje Trevor out for a walk, and I heard weird noise. I stopped, cuz I forgot for a second that he had the big TV, and I was trying to figure out what it was. Then I heard the Chinese words, the moans and the boom-sha-calacka of Chinese porn.
Very disconcerting.