Cheese Babies

A wedge of Unpasteurised West Country Cheddar cheese, made in Somerset (with PDO.Image via Wikipedia

Last night:
“Do you want me to heat up the left over rice?”

I turn around, half the way to look over at Shawn. “Yeah, that’d be good. And while you’re at it, grab those corn tortilla shells you just got. Might as well, makes the food stretch.”

“Psshht, look at you, eating my tortilla shells.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Yeah, about that–I went to go get some cheese to put on my salad today. You know, from the bag of cheddar cheese you brought home?”

Shawn rubs his belly. “Yes. Look at what happened. Look what the cheese gave you. I’m going to have babies–cheese babies.

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