Haaaaack! Gaaaaag!

Admiral Death Lung.
That is what I have lovingly named the guy who lives in the apartment below me. He usually waits until I am trying to fall asleep before he starts gagging on whatever is in his throat, but today he has graced me with an early morning serenade. Lovely.
Sometimes I accidentally gag when listening to him. It's that bad! Sounds as if he is trying to get a hairball out. Its good for the diet I tell ya! I definitely do NOT feel like eating after listening to him hork it up for a few minutes.