To whomever has been in the yoga studio five floors below for the past hour or so, incessantly chanting and singing, occasionally bursting into out and out warbling, yelling, hooting, hollering, and all other manner of unified vocalization:
Shut. Up. Shut. Up!
SHUT UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP!
P.S. Any yoga studio that serves Hydrox cookies to its clients should not be allowed to take itself so seriously. Shut up.