my neighbor below me is the most interesting one in our building. total flamer who apparently is involved in musical theatre or aspires to it because every once in awhile (usually on lovely spring like days when everyone has their windows open) he will play his piano and sing out these awful broadway-like "tunes", usually with another guy, in something that might be the Drama-Fag's variation of "snuggling". The funniest time with him tho was when apparently he had to call the cops to extricate this other fag that he met from AOL and it turned into a live action version of one of my fave TV shows (that would be Copsâ„¢). Thankfully all this happened on a lovely spring sunday afternoon and all the neighbors were able to enjoy it fully. After much silly drama they finally got the guy to hoof it out of there and the neighborfag was all thankful to the cops and all that and he drives off. Well the cops ended up hanging around and talking to each other and lo and behold the neighbor drives back with his lil AOL find in the passenger seat. The cops saw this and it all started up again. funny shit.