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Me: Honey, I have a question
Me: Would you still love me even if I had the maturity of a 9 year-old who loves poop and fart jokes?
Ale: You forget, I still laugh at those types of jokes. Why wouldn't I still love you?
Me: That's good, cuz this is the last drawing I drew on Microsoft Paint, and I've been laughing at it for the past 10 minutes.
Me:

Ale: Oh.
Ale: My.
Ale: God.
Me: It was like
*opens MS Paint*
"Okay, now to get creative!"
*5 Minutes Later*
~Suddenly Dick Butt~
"...Why was this my brain's definition of "creative"?"