twisting words

i can be very good at twisting nat's words sometimes. i think he feels torn on whether i'm being witty or just intolerable. i think most of the time, he's leaning towards the intolerable side. here is a snippet of a conversation we had last night. :)

nat's almost asleep and we're both in bed.
nat: i love you this much.
nat does a gesture in which i don't see because my back is toward him.
me: you love me how much? from your head to the wall? that's a foot, that isn't very much.
nat: from my head to the ceiling is about 6-7 feet.
me: so you only love me 6-7 feet? i bet you love soccer 8 feet.
nat: i love soccer 10 mm.
me: so you do only love me 6-7 feet. well i love as much as the universe is big. and since it's always growing, that's a lot.
nat: that's sweet. i'm going to let your love wrap me up as i go to sleep.
me: and i'll wrap your love around me as i sleep. pause. all 6-7 feet of it.
nat laughs and then groans.
nat: you know you're very good with words. twisting the things i said into things i don't say.

really, i don't know why nat gets so exasperated. :P