Is that eleven packs of Kirkland Signature 2-Ply Bath Tissues in your shopping cart or are you just happy to see me?
Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by your six cases of Smart Water again?
I must be a snowflake, because I’ve fallen for the way you just grabbed nine containers of Garden of Life Probiotics off the shelf.
I’m no photographer, but I can picture you, me and your twelve cartons of Oatly oat drinks nestled on the couch together.
I must be in a museum because your leaning tower of Progresso Chicken Noodle Soup cans mounted on top of nine bags of Dr. Elsey’s Ultra Cat Litter in your cart is a work of art.
Call me crazy, but I can see myself growing old with you and your ten boxes of Mott’s Fruit Snacks.
What I would give to feel one of your fourteen cans of StarKist Chunk Light Tunas against my cheek.
Do your legs hurt from running through my dreams with seven boxes of DiGiorno Original Rising Crust Pizzas?
Are you religious? Because your Jenga stacking of Kind Bars are the answers to my prayers.
Can I follow you and your eight tubs of Snyder’s Mini Pretzels home? My parents always told me to follow my dreams.
