Sourpatch Kids and {true} Love

Once upon a time I dated a boy who really liked Sourpatch Kids.

One calm evening we were cuddling and I asked if he was ok {ya know, like, is your arm falling asleep/can i do anything to make you more comfortable?}

He replied: "I am great.  This couldn't be any better."

I [true to my witty and semi-sarcastic tendencies] said: "Even if you had a bad of Soutpatch Kids?"

He said: "You don't trade the girl you love for a bag of anything."

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So, basically he told me he loved me {which turned out to be false}.  But it was cute, nonetheless.
The funniest part is that I didn't mean he'd be happier if he had a bag of Sourpatch Kids instead of me.  I meant more like, "Would you be happier if you had a bag of Sourpatch Kids IN ADDITION to me."

Hee hee.