You know, you can hate kids with the intensity of a thousand burning nuns, and I get it, I really do, but the heart that doesn’t melt just a little bit when you read this — no matter how truthy it might be — is a heart I don’t want to be anywhere near.
“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” — Jessica, age 8
Hey, Champ, c’mere.
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Awww … you’re just as sweet as an 8 year old girl ain’t cha Brett?
Never has the IntoxiBlogging™ tag been more appropriate than here. Damn you, Smirnoff!
Yeah, bring tears to my jaded old eyes. Damn you.
This is the one that got me: “When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.” – Billy – age 4
I’m sorry, bstewart23, it looks like we’re going to have start ignoring each other at the gym and work out on diametrically opposite floors. I’m still trying to wash that saccharine taste out of my mouth and clean the vomit from my keyboard. Who exactly is this “group of professional people”. It sounds a lot like a bunch of bored ad copywriters got together over a couple of bottles of vodka and challenged each other to who could come up with the sappiest “what is love definition”. Let’s see if I can play this game:
“Love makes you hold hands differently, you have to put your fingers between each other” Hmmm not great, maybe six out of ten.
How about “I know my grandmama loves my grandpoppa because they wear the same wrinkles” better, perhaps 7 out of ten. Hey this is easy!!
Hence the “truthy” comment, Evil Twin Skippy.
Can I still shower across from you at the gym?
Hurrah! I was fearful that I had discovered a chink in the bstewart23 sardonic armour. And it would be an honour to have you shower across from me at the gym – that’s the true definition of love (well maybe of begrudging respect anyway!).
I know my grandmama love my grandpoppa with the intensity of a thousand burning nuns.
Crap. I think I outed myself as a sappy lil’ romantic girl, what with me being all earnest and shit. And I haven’t even been drinking.
Fine. I’m a sappy lil’ romantic girl, even with glurge like what’s in the link. Especially when I’m having a emotional day. And if that’s wrong, well, I’d say I don’t want to be right, but I honestly don’t think I have much choice in the matter.
Bugger.
I hate that an 8 year old girl is reminding me that I suck at saying “I love you”. For me its like pulling teeth, and I don’t know why that is…
Smirnoff??? B – Pravda is the best. I always keep a bottle in the fridge.