This is, quite possibly, the best text message exchange I've had in, well, ever.
Me: I can't wait to see you tonight and ridicule American Idol and eat tacos til I'm plump-er. I love you more than Diet Dr. Pepper.
Him: I love you more than cheese.
Me: Oh dear! We may be on to something HUGE!
Him: I love you more than free beer.
Me: Free beer? Where?!
Him: I wouldn't tell you!
Me: I thought you loved me?
All about the little things, indeed. This made me smile real big.
I rebutted this morning when the alarm went off with "I love you more than chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes and purple hull peas" (my favorite meal).
Hmmm, I remember you making chicken fried steak in your apartment on Stallings. Good stuff.
Back to the point- a man that loves you more than cheese and free beer is a definite keeper. ;)
I love you both more than the State Fair...and this is why!!
free beer follows me round like a love-starved stray.
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