I said to Spilly today, "I love you a little bit, you know."
"Just a little bit?" she said.
"Well, I love you a lot bit."
She thought for awhile. "Do you love me...thirty-seven pounds?"
I got down on her level so we could see eye to eye. "I love you THIRTY-SEVEN POUNDS."
"Good." She smiled, perfectly satisfied.
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