Finds Your Lack Of Rewarding Disturbing

Boyfriend: *whining* “I really want chocolate cake or brownies right now.”

Me: “How much would you love me if I made you brownies from scratch right now?”

Boyfriend: *thinks for a minute* “Hmm. I would love you to the size of a Star Destroyer.”

Me: “What? Can’t a girl even get a Super Star Destroyer?”

Boyfriend: “I didn’t know those existed.”

Me: “I don’t know why I’m with you.”

Boyfriend: “It was the only thing I could think of that was not as big as the Death Star. Wait! Will these brownies have frosting on them?”

Me: “Homemade fudge icing, yes.”

Boyfriend: “Okay, you’ve just earned yourself an unfinished, but fully operational, Death Star’s equivalent of love.”

Me: “D***. I don’t think I wanna know what it would take to earn a full Death Star…”