In honor of Valentine’s Day this year, I would like to let everyone know that, before we started dating, my husband used to come over to my house periodically to hang out and watch a movie with me.
The very first time he did this, I poisoned him with a questionable shrimp.
Accidentally.
I accidentally poisoned him with a questionable shrimp.
This was not intentional, I swear.
Not only did he not complain, he also married me anyway and continues to eat my cooking every single night.
This, folks, is true love.
That is all.
A.R. Geiger 
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