I tell myself that I've tried to be patient, and, in my defense, I've waited a full ten minutes before grabbing the remote. That's ten minutes of hearing howling, growling, and things getting knocked over in the alley while I'm just trying to unwind with some Stranger Things. The problem is that if I jack up the volume too much in the talking scenes, then as soon as the action scenes start, the neighbor on my left is going to start pounding on our shared wall. Never mind that there's two werewolves screwing in the alley behind our building, somehow my TV is the problem in his eyes. Or ears, I guess. We all have to live with the werewolves when it's just a couple. If it was a pack of five or more then we could call the patrol, but with the cost of silver bullets and the volume of paperwork, they won't come out for just a pair of werewolves, even if the pair has been screwing loudly in a residential area. And the cops won't come because of jurisdict...
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