Can You Smell The Love Tonight, Part 4

(My boyfriend and I are at home just hanging out on the couch. He likes to turn romantic sayings into gross sayings if they go on long enough.)

Boyfriend: *sincerely* “I love you.”

Me: “I love you too! You make me so happy, you’re like my sun; keeping everything warm and alive.”

Boyfriend: “You’re like my shining north star in a dark sky.”

Me: “You’re my red, red flower out of tons of yellow flowers.”

Boyfriend: “You’re my sweet smelling fart out of all the egg salad farts.”

Me: *exasperated sigh* “I was waiting for that.”