At 7:49 p.m., I'd just come home and I was trying to get warm. It was cold, rainy, and I had neglected to bring a sweater for my outing yesterday. (I blame no one else for that, by the way.)
So at this time, the Banging Brood lobbed their ball three times. Three loud bangs.
A minute later, there was a softer thump.
Then at 10:15 p.m., the Banging Brood literally drummed on the shared wall. Again.
I finally located the note I'd written with regards to the video footage I'd recorded and tried showing to Mr. Pills one time. It tells me just where the Banging Brood drummed on the wall. So I'm going to find that segment and make a video with it. Looping the noise over, and over, and over... See just how long it takes an average person to get SICK of the racket. And I'll post it to YouTube.
Then Mr. Pills, you'll have no way to excuse those little terrors any longer.