So my girlfriend was on this silly rant about how much she liked me and why she liked me, and in an effort not to be outdone, I say this:
Pizza is yummy isn’t it?
It’s like this wonderful thing that you aren’t entirely sure what makes it wonderful. You just understand that it is wonderful.
Is it the delicious dough?
The saucy sauce?
The melted cheese?
Perhaps it is the other toppings?
You are my pizza.
Compared girlfriend to pizza, and I gained brownie points.
Moral of the story, Pizza is always the answer :)