Babe, I'm sorry.

Let's put this whole misunderstanding behind us. You know I love you, right?

And who do I come home to every night?

You.

Those other snus...they don't mean anything to me. You are the only one for me...

Yes. I have been unfaithful. Ready to jump in with any old snus that waved her can at me.

I have been sampling from the buffet and, yes. I even had relations with some of your family members...and I may have liked it.

At the time baby, at the time..

No matter who I was with I was always thinking of you.

Come on. Come back to me. I already miss you and I still have you in my freezer.


For all of the snus that we love that will no longer be made.

Except that yearly run...right?