My roommate fed me a cheese curd from Dairy Queen earlier today and I told her I loved her because…cheese. She just stuck it right in my mouth cuz she loves me, and now the feeling is mutual. Then…then she uttered the funniest, truest thing I’ve heard all week:
“Before you mate with the wild Cappy, gently feed her cheese curds. Don’t be too aggressive or you might scare her off.”
She’s right. I like to be fed cheese gently. Take notes, fellas.
That’s a cheesy story if I ever heard one. ;)
Ahhhh Monica you slay me!
… but all I’ve got is this terribly expensive deeply delicious Belgian chocolate. Oh well, nevermind.
Chocolate, cheese…what’s the difference, really?