The three hundred and forty-fifth thing I love about us is sharing entrees in a restaurant because yours has something in it you're not crazy about and mine has something in it I'm not crazy about, but we can each pick those things out and trade them so that everything is just perfect.
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What if we go out on a date? We're always such homebodies (and I mean everyone around this place), and even though it's a nice home ...
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The two hundred and eighty-seventh thing I love about us is, when I'm around you, I only want to curse if things are curse-ably good, or...
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The one hundred twenty-seventh thing I love about us is the perfection of our repartee. You have a beautiful gift for expressing thoughts th...
Hang on ... this isn't a metaphor, is it?
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