Gene and I have a conversation we have on a regular basis. One of us says "I love you" and the other says "How much". The 'I love you'-er has to think of some ridiculous way they love the other.
Today at lunch:
Gene: I love you.
Lana: How much?
Gene: Sighs. If there was a train, that was full of love, that's how much I'd love you.
Lana: If you took all the trains in the world, emptied them of their coal and nuclear waste, and filled them with love, it wouldn't even be a third as much as I love you.
Gene: WELL THAT'S BULLSH!T!!
{Insert warm and fuzzy feelings here}
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