The Messiest Kind Of Love

Me: “You know, I have to let you know something. Did you know my love for you is like explosive diarrhea?”

Boyfriend: “Thanks?”

Me: “No, think about it. My love for you shoots out of me uncontrollably and without warning. It makes me dizzy and lightheaded. And most importantly, people around me don’t want to know anything about it.”

Boyfriend: “That is sadly the most accurate description of being in love that I’ve ever heard. That’s just disturbing.”

Me: “You already know I was disturbed. Now I’m just dragging you to my side of crazy by your ear.”

Boyfriend: “Can I start calling you Diarrhea?”

Me: “Of course.”