Raft3r lives in a compound composed of 4 houses.
Well, 5 - if you include mine. I live on top of the garage.
The inhabitants of this strange place have (unconsciously) decided that yelling is the best way to communicate with one another.
Every time I'm home, someone would yell: "Raft3r! Kakain na! (Raft3r, time to eat!)" "Telepono! (Phone call!)" "Labada mo! (Bring down your laundry!)"
I don't like this set up and it annoys the shit out of me. Yelling and screaming should be limited to horror movies. No exceptions.