Stone Cold Queso

(My boyfriend and I are hanging out at my place, messing around online, and looking at nonsense.)

Boyfriend: “You know what I want? Queso.”

Me: “I have some in the fridge.”

(He does a happy flailing dance.)

Me: “You love me, don’t you?”

Boyfriend: “Yes!”

Me: “Because I keep queso on hand?”

Boyfriend: “Yes! And we’re not even stoners!”

(We high five.)