Did you make love last year? Shane roared like a preacher seeking God.
And when she shook her head no, the crowd howled in empathy and anguish. Stroke it to the left!
And he sweated, and he sang, and he growled, and then he purred, and when, on his knees, he sang "Love Me" ("Treat me like a fool/Treat me mean and cruel/But love me"), we loved him as we ever do. Even though he's really short—and sweaty.