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She Loves Me Like the Rock of Ages

“That’s a terrible thing to say.”
“No, you’re not like the rock.  My love is like the rock.  So I love you like a rock.  Solid, unchanging, and impossible to break unless you have a piece of paper.”
“I actually knew that was coming.”