The wind blew my words away from you. So while I told you I love you,
the phrase was carried in the opposite direction and landed 333 miles
away in the ears of a confused farmer. He was nice, though. He sent me a
kind letter saying that while he was flattered, I wasn’t really his
type. - Jarod Kintz in "The Days of Yay are Here! Wake Me Up When They're Over"