He says, "oh hey, I have a love song that expresses my feelings towards everyone"
I find the lyric, "When you lackin', you losin'. And I'm out the door!" is particularly appropriate for the detective. Yesterday he sat watching me finagle my bike back in to my apt until he finally had the perfect opportunity to bolt out the open door. I calmly went out to collect him and he proceeded to run around my apt building like a CRAZY MANIAC. At one point he came up to me slowly like he was ready to surrender and then at the last minute dashed out of my grasp and took off again.
He's bad.
You can look forward to a few more love songs from him this month. He told me he had a few good ones in mind.
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