This is what my boy and I are emailing today (context in parentheses):
Him: You are about to enter a new level of hell. (Sends link to hideous website about dog grooming. I refuse to add the link here. It's that bad.)
Me: Either you've got a bit too much free time, or... I don't want to consider the other possibility.
Him: Yeah, I'm going to grooming hideous creatures school! God, I'm BORED!!!
Me: Me too. The bored part, not the grooming part. The phrase 'anal glands' is enough to destroy any of my interest. And will to live.
Damn you, PayPal! Damn you! (Subtle hint that I'm shopping for one of his Christmas presents.)
Me: You are seriously, violently in love with me right now. (Less subtle hint that I found one of his presents.)
Him: Well, yeah!
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