Perhaps it's more accurate to say it's one of the first things he ever slurred at me, while taking strands of my hair and holding them under my nose.
'Huh-huh, youave a moustache.'
'Well so do you'
'Haha... hyeaahh. Iwuvyoo.'
I carefully pushed him away and walked back over to the other guys.
'Iwuvyoo, potatogirl! Potatogirl!' (A nickname i got appointed earlier, when we found out about our mutual love for potatoes)
I'm sure he didn't mean it then.
Who would have thought that half a year later, we'd be where we are now.
n.b.: Daniel is making me mention the fact that I was well hammered and very loud that night. I was obviously very attractive.
I should also mention that he is not a retard, but a very intelligent and well-spoken person. When he's sober. And I wuv him very much too.