The two hundred and seventy-fifth thing I love about us is getting you just a little drunk and me very sloppy drunk and saying a whole bunch of ridiculously sappy, mushy stuff to each other.
Sometimes I am kinda a bum, I know. And sometimes I look at your bum, You know? For sure, it's true I nap a lot, But it's also true ...
Why do we have to get drunk?! (Not that I mind getting drunk, just a little ...)
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