I love Blue Ribbon coffee, and she loves Red Ribbon coffee. I don’t love her, because how could I love someone who loves losers?

“Love has a shape, but no color. You’re probably wondering, “If it’s transparent…”

“It’s a new subject to me, and I’m just starting to get confused. The middle is …”

“Love has a glow, like a neon light having sex with a pack of hi-lighters, only …”

“Love is like a portable lamp/sex toy. The world calls those flashlights, but I’…”