My husband and I have a bad habit of talking late at night before we go to bed. I really should know better by now after nearly 10 years of marriage. We always end up talking about the most bizarre stuff. I think it's because my husband loses all his filters after about 1 a.m.
So, we finished a movie one night. I can't remember which one, and we started talking about the movie. We ended up wondering if we could eat another human being, and suddenly, my husband turns to me and says, "Honey, I love you so much that I would never eat you."
He went on to declare that if he was on a deserted island with me, he would just waste away and not eat me. I had no idea what to say to this, so I just went on to say that if he died first, I could live a while eating him. I encouraged him to eat my corpse if I died first, which I probably would. I am quite a bit smaller and weaker than he, afterall. He went on to proclaim that he'd kill himself with a stray coconut so that I would end up eating him.
If this isn't true love, I don't know what is.
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