Cake Is Good For The Soul

(My boyfriend and I are both trying to lose some weight. We are currently cuddling on top of the bed.)

Me: *nudging him* “What are you thinking about?”

Boyfriend: “Sex.”

Me: “…okay, then.”

Boyfriend: “Oh, I’m sorry. You were expecting something profound?”

Me: “Yes. Yes, I was. You make something profound up right now!”

Boyfriend: “Okay, I was thinking about my inner soul.”

Me: “You have an outer soul, too?”

Boyfriend: “Yes. You see in heaven, when I was lined up by the soul-machine before being sent to earth, the guy in front of me bent down to tie his shoe lace. So, I got my nice hot looking soul inside, and then his fat-a** soul wrapped around me. And it’s telling me to eat cake!”