So I’m about to prank the kids living above me… Guys or girls, I don’t really care which they are. 20 hours a day they’re dropping shit, throwing things, pounding on the doors, slamming them, opening and closing dresser drawers repeatedly, and jumping or something. Like, no one else in my vicinity can touch them on a scale of being assholes. I think the ol’ shaving cream under the door trick is in order, or maybe vaseline on the door handle. I’m hatin’ right now.