One year in college I lived in something like a converted motel, think cheap student ghetto housing. Two sisters lived in the next room and were incredibly religious and annoying. They would wake up a 5:30 and start singing hymms or start arguing over stupid stuff. The walls were of course paper thin.

I found that one electrical outlet in my room was on the breaker for their room. About once a week I would load up the outlet with everything I could plug in and trip the breaker. Sweet silence till about 7am