Church

The bells were ringing, a tune which sounded like a badly-played mash-up of Ave Maria and Three Blind Mice. It had been going on for the best part of an hour.
The windows of the house shook with every clang. He wondered why the church got away with making so much noise and as the bell-ringing practice ended he thought he would test a theory.
He carried his expensive hifi speakers into the garden and pointed them towards the church.
He pressed play on the CD player to which the speakers were attached.
The sound blasted out - distorted guitars and lightning-fast drum beats; grunted vocals and nimbly-played basslines.
A dog in a nearby garden began to howl.
Within minutes the vicar was at his house.
"Do you think you could keep that down a bit?" he shouted over the music.
"I can't hear you," lied the man.
"CAN YOU TURN THE MUSIC DOWN?" the vicar shouted, even louder.
"NO!"
"WHY NOT?"
"THIS IS PAYBACK FOR THE BELL-RINGING NOISE."
The vicar took some secateurs from his pocket and cut the wires which came from the speakers.
There was absolute silence, apart from the ringing in both men's ears.
"God wins," remarked the vicar as he turned to walk away.