Normal people’s Valentine’s Day conversation held in a bathtub while drinking wine:
Husband: You’re beautiful.
Wife: You’re handsome.
Husband: You are the love of my life and you have nice boobies.
Wife: You changed my life and all my goals and you have a not-that-weird ball sack.
Husband: We are gloriously amazing.
Wife: Without a doubt.
My Valentine’s Day conversation held in a bathtub while drinking wine:
Adrian: I brought you Chipotle and wine tonight, so you’d better be happy.
Me: Goddamn you’re romantic.
Adrian: Well I love you.
Me: And I feel strongly in a love-ward direction for you.
Adrian: If you died, I would be bummed for a while.
Me: If you died, I would not know what to do for your funeral.
Adrian: Romance, eh? Funerals in a bathtub?
Me: Well, I wouldn’t know. I’d probably play some hipster bullshit music and call it good.
Adrian: Nice to see you’re putting in some effort there with your decision to play “Hipster bullshit.”
Me: Well, what would you want?
Adrian: Adagio in G. You?
Me: My Way.
Adrian: Sinatra or that guy who won America’s Got Talent?
Me: If you’re having them sing live at my funeral, then please go with Sinatra.
Adrian: He’s dead.
Adrian: You want zombie Sinatra to sing at your funeral?
Me: Of course. You have the information to log into my blog and tell everyone, and please do, because I have a feeling that a lot of people will want to see Zombie Sinatra at my funeral.
Adrian: That’s if I don’t forget the fog machines and laser show.
Me: I love you for remembering.
Love is getting Zombie Sinatra to sing at your wife’s funeral.
What’s the weirdest/most awesome/strangest/most hilarious thing anyone’s ever done for love that you know about?– Favorite Comment From The Last Post: From Dana The Biped: “To quote the great NPH, “Whenever I start feeling like a Whoreon, I stop being a Whoreon and be awesome instead.” I also put my clothes back on.”