I got love for the Napster like that long lost crackhead brother that only comes to see you to borrow 50 bucks so he can score a fix. If I was a fat girl I'd probably hate him though.
I mean I'd think he was a swell fella at first while he's buying me donuts and milkshakes with crushed up roofie pills, but after I woke up in a ditch somewhere with eyes and hair full of crusty unborn children and my purse was missing I'd probably hate dude.