DOES TRUE LOVE EXIST?

It was about 9 years ago.  The Saturday before Halloween and my sister Denise being the ever mature and studious woman that she was had decided to forego the pre-Halloween festivities with her friends in the name of laundry.  These are the choices we must make in our university days, not life altering or anything... or are they? When her roommate and friends returned later in the evening to the dorm room, there was a certain smirky faced Scarface amongst the bunch whom they must have snagged somewhere along the way. Mr. Scarface, otherwise known as my now brother-in-law Jesse (affectionately known as JessAY thanks to the fella who married them) was juuuust a touch on the inebriated side. And subsequently comical. Very comical, particularly in the eyes of a stone sober gal. Denise is a giggler, so it only makes sense that she would be intrigued by this young chap and drawn to his charisma, albeit slightly infused and enhanced by "the Captain", it was charisma nonetheless! Perhaps above all, it was highly entertaining. As the pizza and garlic finger aroma permeated the room he wasted not a moment, seizing the opportunity to snatch and cradle all 12 glorious garlic finger inches in his hands much to the chagrin and concern of his salivating co-orderers. As they looked on in helpless horror, he reassured them that he wasn't going to eat them all... he just wanted to "feel it in his hands". Don't get your knickers in a knot people. No big deal.Soon enough, Jesse and Denise found themselves in the midst of some entertaining conversations and debates, which eventually lead to the age old question: "Does true love exist?" Jessie, skeptical and erring on the side of caution wasn't overly convinced. Denise, on the other hand had a different take, like many a hopelessly romantic, single woman would. She spoke about a mother's pure love for her child. Intrigued. But not convinced. Of all the times to come out on top, this was the one -- Denise wasn't about to lose this debate -- it was time to pull out the big guns. She proceeded to yank out her Bible: Oh no she didn't. Oh yes. She did."Do you believe in God?" she asked him. "Yes" replied Scarface. "Well the Bible says God is love, so if you believe in the existence of God, you must believe in the existence of love." Hmmmmm. Hard to argue with that, although there was no general consensus reached that evening. A post pizza power-nap ensued shortly thereafter, and Scarface may or may not have been awakened by the dry humpage of a rogue Oompa Loompa. But that is neither here nor there. The important thing is, rumour has it the very next day via MSN messenger (it was the olden days) Jesse conceded that she might be right. Andthe rest, as they say, is history.