Reasons why I love you:
You're so hot!
You make me laugh so much with your government conspiracies and sarcasm.
You're tough, and manly.
If a guy looks at me the wrong way, you'll beat the crap out of him. You protect my honor.
You're really good at, you know….
I've never been so satisfied so much after, you know….
You have a really big, you know….
You make me feel safe.
You make me feel loved.
You look so sexy in a suit and tie.
You were the only one that remembered Kitty's birthday. I respect you for that, because I know you respect them with all your heart.
You hold me in your arms the right way. It's like we're two puzzle pieces meant to fit together.
Even though you act tough, you actually care about all five of us and Red and Kitty more than anyone else in the group.
Deep inside, you have a huge heart, and in the end will always do the right thing.
You let me stay with you in your already small cot when I had nowhere to go. And you never pressured me to have sex. You never made a move. You knew I wasn't ready.
You think I'm a badass. No one thinks that!
You're so smart!
You took me to prom. And it was the best night ever.
It feels so good to sit on your lap. It's MY seat. No one else's.
You gave me your Zeppelin t-shirt. And I've never gotten a better present.
You helped me out so much when I was broken over Michael.
You know how to drive me crazy.
You give great advice.
You give the best burns.
You waited for me. You waited eight months before we had sex, even though you were used to screwing a different girl every day.
You have so much potential! You're going to be successful one day. I promise you.
You changed me. I used to be a shallow bitch (okay, maybe I still am) but you taught me how to like deeper things, instead of materialistic, worldly possessions. (See! Like I said before, you really are deeper than you come across.)
You got arrested for me.
You imagined a future with me! Even if it was with me being fat and you ordering me to get you a beer, it was a future! With us!
You punched Chip for calling me a bitch, even though you said you hated me.
I know you respect me. And that makes me feel good.
You taught me how to be Zen for Laurie, and you were actually proud of me when I beat her ass.
You're a great kisser.
You have the best hair in the world.
You make me feel like a woman.
You're rough skin feels so good against my soft skin.
I actually love your sunglasses, secretly.
You taught me to have a secret guilty pleasure for rock.
You believed that I could do better than Michael, and you convinced me to believe it too. And I'm glad you did.
I'm your, Doll.
You're my Puddin' Pop.
You have my heart. You took it from me since the day you got arrested for me so long ago.