One day while walking through Target, Will picked up a cute storage bin, looked at me, and said, "If you died, and I passed by a container like this, I'd think of you and miss you."
How romantic...in a morbid sort of way.
Must be genetic. After all, nothing says love like a deceased insect.
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I love it! Got a good laugh out of this one. . .
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