Dear Downstairs Neighbors

Dear Downstairs Neighbors,
In case you were unaware, there is this MAGICAL invention called "Stairs" that lead from your door to the ooutdoors where its considered appropriate to have a cigarette. Likewise, if you want to smoke marijuana, I suggest a local college dorm or shitty old car. I'm sick of my house smelling like an ashtray because you apparently want to get cancer before daybreak.

Sincerely,
ECK

So, my downstairs neighbors not only have terrible taste in music (house/ techno...) but also in gases they inhale. They smoke inside while listening to music that they have been too old to enjoy for at least 7 years at a volume that would probably deafen a small animal. If people want to smoke, fine, you are a grown person who is well aware of what will grow in your lungs if you choose to partake, however, don't do it inside where it will waft up and make my lovely collection of apparel and linen reek of debauchery.