Big strife

After four years together and four months together, Ciel and I have found our biggest incompatibility...Gorgonzola! This is the name of the monster in a Don Martin story, but more menacingly, it's also a vile cheese that smells (and tastes) like mouldy socks after a week-long hike through fetid swampland. Ciel put extra on the salad because she likes it so much, and thought I would too. What are we going to do? How will we get through this?
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