Carin and I don’t generally send these sorts of texts to each other, but if we did, I imagine this is how it would end.
A wife, being the romantic sort, sent her husband a text;
“If you are sleeping, send me your dreams. If you are laughing, send me your smile. If you are eating, send me a bite. If you are drinking, send me a sip. If you are crying, send me your tears. I love you.”
He replied, “I am on the toilet. Please advise.”