My neighbor, whom I met this afternoon, has broken up with her boyfriend. Seems Mr Ex, however, isn’t taking this lying down. He’s been over quite a few nights for the past week, banging on her window and threating her with death and worse. He’s vandalized their car and the like.
So I’m staying up tonight, because he’s already come by once, banging on windows and yelling for her. Hopefully the police will find this idiot soon…
He knows that if he hollers loud enough and bangs on the window enough, she’ll be convinced of his Great Love and come back to him.
Hey, happens all the time in Country Music.
“That’s my house, that’s my car, that’s my dog in my back yard…”
Oh, wait, we aren’t having any more singalongs, are we? 
I always wondered if those death threats were actually romantic. I mean, do women really swoon when a brutish male goes “Come with me or I’ll rip your parents apart, feed the dog to the cuisnart, and burn the house down.” 