Chunky Monkey

"Do you want more ice cream?" I asked him, already knowing the answer.

"Uh, of course I do!" he said, "you know that I'm a chunky monkey!"

"You're my chunky monkey," I replied lovingly.

Maggie commented on how sweet we were to each other.

"They are like that ALL the time," Kevin said as he rolled his eyes.

"It's so funny though," Maggie began, "because if Eric and I just had the same exchange as you two, it would have escalated to a 'so you think I'm fat?' all out war. And then we would have spent the night not talking to each other."

We all were laughing at this point; laughing at the truth of Maggie's story and the extreme sappiness we exude.

Just then, Maggie's phone rang.

It was Eric.