Firstly, if you are allergic to puns or they put you in a perpetually bad mood, please read no further. 😉 However, if you don’t mind a cheesy story, please do continue.
I didn’t want to write about the pandemic or politics or viruses or death or conspiracy theories or any other craziness (like lasers starting fires in California) that I’ve not mentioned. I wanted to write something more than slightly silly. So here we go.
Thanks, as always, to Rochelle for Friday Fictioneers.
Two Photos for the Price of One!
On a Roll
“Did you say, I’m no gouda? Are you trying to Havarti me? In queso you are, you’ll make me blue. I’ll be stilton with a Cheshire grin. Should I speak more Caerphilly? Your skin looks so creamy. Should we adjourn to the cottage?” Nigel stops, glances sheepishly at me before giving me cow eyes, milking it for all he’s worth. “Should I stop before I grow mold?”
“When you’re as sharp as cheddar? Nope, you’re definitely on a roll.”
“Does that mean you’ll brie mine?”
And Happy Valentine’s too…..(although there may be more to come!)