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You fools.
You do not realise the awesome majesty and divine might of cheese. It may come in many guises, and from many directions. Camembert, mozzarella, and parmesiano from the east; pepperjack, provolone and swiss from the west.
You cannot resist. No matter how many times you tell your-lactose-addicted-selves that you don't NEED the cheese, you'll be among the first diving towards that sweet, shiny, red ball of Edam wielding a Swiss Army Knife with an evil glint in your eye.
The cheese will get you in the end. it is inevitable. You _think_ you know cheese. But the Cheese knows you. Oh yes.
Right now, it's flying towards your metaphorical mouths with the stealth of an oiled ninja-weasel. And you'll fall prey to the evils of cheese. Oh yes. You'll demand cheese with meals at all times - Cheese On My Burger! Cheese On My Pasta! Cheese On My Cereal! And most importantly, Extra Cheese On The Pizza! Cheers!
You do not realise the awesome majesty and divine might of cheese. It may come in many guises, and from many directions. Camembert, mozzarella, and parmesiano from the east; pepperjack, provolone and swiss from the west.
You cannot resist. No matter how many times you tell your-lactose-addicted-selves that you don't NEED the cheese, you'll be among the first diving towards that sweet, shiny, red ball of Edam wielding a Swiss Army Knife with an evil glint in your eye.
The cheese will get you in the end. it is inevitable. You _think_ you know cheese. But the Cheese knows you. Oh yes.
Right now, it's flying towards your metaphorical mouths with the stealth of an oiled ninja-weasel. And you'll fall prey to the evils of cheese. Oh yes. You'll demand cheese with meals at all times - Cheese On My Burger! Cheese On My Pasta! Cheese On My Cereal! And most importantly, Extra Cheese On The Pizza! Cheers!
You fools.
You do not realise the awesome majesty and divine might of cheese. It may come in many guises, and from many directions. Camembert, mozzarella, and parmesiano from the east; pepperjack, provolone and swiss from the west.
You cannot resist. No matter how many times you tell your-lactose-addicted-selves that you don't NEED the cheese, you'll be among the first diving towards that sweet, shiny, red ball of Edam wielding a Swiss Army Knife with an evil glint in your eye.
The cheese will get you in the end. it is inevitable. You _think_ you know cheese. But the Cheese knows you. Oh yes.
Right now, it's flying towards your metaphorical mouths with the stealth of an oiled ninja-weasel. And you'll fall prey to the evils of cheese. Oh yes. You'll demand cheese with meals at all times - Cheese On My Burger! Cheese On My Pasta! Cheese On My Cereal! And most importantly, Extra Cheese On The Pizza! Cheers!
You do not realise the awesome majesty and divine might of cheese. It may come in many guises, and from many directions. Camembert, mozzarella, and parmesiano from the east; pepperjack, provolone and swiss from the west.
You cannot resist. No matter how many times you tell your-lactose-addicted-selves that you don't NEED the cheese, you'll be among the first diving towards that sweet, shiny, red ball of Edam wielding a Swiss Army Knife with an evil glint in your eye.
The cheese will get you in the end. it is inevitable. You _think_ you know cheese. But the Cheese knows you. Oh yes.
Right now, it's flying towards your metaphorical mouths with the stealth of an oiled ninja-weasel. And you'll fall prey to the evils of cheese. Oh yes. You'll demand cheese with meals at all times - Cheese On My Burger! Cheese On My Pasta! Cheese On My Cereal! And most importantly, Extra Cheese On The Pizza! Cheers!
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No, really.
No, really.
I'm actually unravelling a crimson parcel of BabyBel cheese as I write this.... Chomp chomp - tis' nice.
It's only a matter of time before you're sleeping in a home-made bed carved from a single ingot of Emmentaal.
You're on the slippery slope, my son.
You're on the slippery slope, my son.
I'm in full control of my cheese in-take.... Oh, gotta go - I can hear those thick strips of chedder bubbling under the grill on those 4 doorstep-sized crusts.
Friar Fromage is going to pay you a little visit. Watch your rind, I tells ya.