Occasionally, there are times when my immature and poopy-centric mind gives in to a more sentimental side. It does not happen often, but when it does it is often interpreted as sarcasm and is met with a slap to the face. I just can't win...
Emma and I were sitting on the couch reading books and having a nice time together. After I finished a book, Emma leaned her head on my shoulder and gave me a hug.
"Hey, Emma," I said.
"Yes?" answered Emma.
"I really enjoy spending time with you," I said as I gave her a little tweak on her button nose.
And Emma stared into my eyes and said with deep feeling, "I really enjoy eating ice cream."
...i just can't win...
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