dying elephants....upstairs....the woman living upstairs has got to be strangling elephants.... i can hear all this trampling around and this strange sound that's a bit like and elephant trumpeting and then slowly being silenced...i dunno... it's freaking me out just a bit...this happens every night...sometimes more than once. those poor elephants 
in the end i just moved.. couldn't cope with the elephants on tricycles action when i was suffering hangovers/ comedowns.
i am seriously feeling your pain.