The way to Polly’s heart

15 Feb

is by slowly clogging her arteries with artfully coagulated dairy.

Oxford Comma: Well, here is the bouquet of flowers, but don’t look while I arrange the *other* bouquet!

THIS IS WHAT LOVE LOOKS LIKE, PEOPLE. IT LOOKS LIKE A LOT OF CHEESE.

Cheese. The other bouquet was six enormous hunks of fancy assorted cheese. Though they all look tantalizing I think I’m most excited for the hard gouda/parmesan blend.

Be still, my stomach! Oh Oxford Comma, shall I compare thee to a wheel of brie? Thou art taller and less squishy.

Though I don’t think I did too badly myself. Yes, that is chocolate and sprinkle covered bacon in a stein with a hoppy local craft beer!

WE WILL DIE HAPPY.

Penny had one thing to say about Oxford’s gift to Polly:

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One Response to “The way to Polly’s heart”

  1. Sotorya (Tory) March 15, 2013 at 10:47 am #

    The boy does good!

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