Currently me and my girlfriend were talking today. And luckily I came up with a theory to how love works. I found it funny at first, but it makes sense. I am curious what others have pondered and theorized about how it works or why.
So here is mine...
Love is like the crane game. You see a bunch of great prizes inside there. So you put in a quarter and try your luck. Somtimes you get lucky and get something nice. After a while like all crummy toys you get from it, you toss it away or it gets boring to you so you try your luck at the crane game for a new prize. After you've put so many quarters in the machine, you eventually get good at acquiring the prizes. So you finally put in that lucky quarter and try your luck for the best prize of all, when you finally get it, even if it requires more quarters to keep trying, you become attatched to the prize and never look at the stupid machine ever again.
Let's hear yours... DISCUSS!
So here is mine...
Love is like the crane game. You see a bunch of great prizes inside there. So you put in a quarter and try your luck. Somtimes you get lucky and get something nice. After a while like all crummy toys you get from it, you toss it away or it gets boring to you so you try your luck at the crane game for a new prize. After you've put so many quarters in the machine, you eventually get good at acquiring the prizes. So you finally put in that lucky quarter and try your luck for the best prize of all, when you finally get it, even if it requires more quarters to keep trying, you become attatched to the prize and never look at the stupid machine ever again.
Let's hear yours... DISCUSS!