Me: Do you want to stop somewhere for lunch?
Cheryl (who is very sick): No, I don’t feel well enough to eat.
Me: Ok, let me know if you want something.
Cheryl: Well, maybe I could eat something. KFC or Bojangles so I can get mashed potatoes.
Me: Well, which do you want, since both serve Pepsi?
Cheryl: Oh, damn.
Me: How about I go through the drive thru at KFC and get your potatoes, and then I can get you a Diet Coke at McDonald’s?
Cheryl: You would do that for me? (She tears up) You love me so much, and I just have so much love in my heart for you.
Me: Awww shucks, you’re the best!
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