She’s His Dairy Queen

(I have a bad habit of talking faster than I can think of what I want to say, so I tend to stutter and/or say other than what I mean to. I am at my boyfriend’s apartment. He is notoriously cheesy and I make fun of him a lot for it.)

Boyfriend: *kissing me* “You’re so beautiful.”

Me: “You’re so funny when you’re turned on.”

Boyfriend: *still kissing me* “How so?”

Me: “You get all syrupy-sweet and… buttery!”

(He immediately stops and gives me a strange look.)

Me: “Cheesy! I meant cheesy! See, this is why our relationship is lactose intolerant!”

Boyfriend: “You’re so cute.”