Well, The Other Is Wet And Cold…

(My girlfriend and I frequently have such conversations:)

Me: “Do you love me?”

Girlfriend: “Yes.”

Me: “How much?”

Girlfriend: “How much do you love me?”

Me: “More than you love me.”

Girlfriend: “No, I love you more.”

Me: “No, I love you more.”

Girlfriend: “I love you the most. My love is like the ocean, like outer space. Your love is like Lake Michigan.”

Me: “Outer space?”

Girlfriend: “Yeah, outer space.”

Me: “So, your love is empty and cold?”