mad grilling skillz: a love story

What do you want for dinner, he says.

And I says:

, I says, but I’d be happy with

or

.

Well, says he, then I can do:

And I says, that’s ok, sweetie, I says, whatever is easiest. I just don’t want:

!

But he was already, like,

and

so I’m all, ok then, would you mind

?  And he says ok.  And then

ensued, and we lived happily ever after.  The End.