my # 3 had clocks.
it was so loud in the bedroom at night ...
one night I finally lost it
got up and went through the room
taking down every clock.
he woke up and tryed to act all indignant
...until he got a look at my face.
"what are you doing?"
'It sounds like a ticking bomb in here and it's ending right now.'
'I put all the clocks in the other bedroom'.
then said "You need 'em - go sleep with them"
he didn't. but he brought three of them back into the bedroom.
in about a week.
one at a time.
as if I wasn't going to notice or something.