Me: "Um, dude, you weigh thirty more pounds than I do."
Me: "Think about it, I'm thirty-one years older than you."
Me: "Hey! Check out these guns!" <me flexing...and hoping I don't give myself a cramp whilst doing so>
I figure this conversation we keep having is simply one of those things that we just do. He smirks a bit, but mostly smiles. I complain a bit, but mostly I feel loved.
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