*He just wanted to see my fat ass in tights.*
Now *that's* an accolade!
And so is this:
*He was a sick puppy.* Heh. So dreamy...
L.U.V. is not strong enough a word. He was too sexy for his clear plastic raincoat...Cue Klaus' version of "You Don't Own Me." God, that's a good one.
A neighbor of his from those days said the song he practiced the most in his apartment was "I Feel Love."