Proof that when you run a campaign that speaks to improving the material conditions of the working class you’re bound to succeed………………..who woulda thought?

(The cologne was actually a love potion you absolute FOOL enjoy being married forever)

*You open the envelope I sent you and find: 3 pages worth of letters, my recipe for chocolate chip cookies, a cool sticker, and a poorly drawn doodle of a cow. The pages smell faintly of my favorite cologne and upon realizing, you can’t help but fall even deeper in love with me*