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"The story which involves cheese"

There was once this cheese. It met another cheese. They talked about cheesy. The conversation was cheesy. The End

My version of the story:

There was once this cheese. It met another cheese. They talked about cheesy. The conversation was cheesy. Then More cheeses came and he ate them too until there was no more cheeses were left, the cheese's wished death would never come on the cheesy talk. Albert the Large came and ate one of the cheeses. The other cheese called for backup and more cheese's came, small cheese's, fat cheese's, low milk cheese's and the highly respected blue cheese's. As the mouldy cheese came, all the cheese's avoided him because that cheese is a socially outcasted cheese. The fat cheese's use all the wisdom they had to figure out that Albert the Large was indeed lactose-intolerant. Since these sheese's are super cheese's they looked beyond the mouldy cheese's smell and figured that he is a vital element. So all the cheese's put pegs on their noses and picked up the mouldy cheese and throw them with all their combined cheesiness power. Moments later they all laughed at 'Weaner' Albert the Large, as he lied on the floor tring to keep the stench of the mouldy cheese away. The cheese's now give the original cheese who was aten a very cheesy remembrance. The cheese's lived happily ever after.

Sorry if this, in someway, offended anyone. Afterall their maybe some strange group out their who stick up for cheese's.

I know it's going to be hard to take everyone, but....................................Cheese doesn't have feelings, it's not a dog and it can't mate!

Oh no! now your going to think i am a cruel unforgivinging sadist who enjoys other peoples pain and suffering!(I'm not)

I had a pet cheddar cheese- He -erm- played with a female edam and I got some great food!

;-D

u r a weaner!!!!

Ha! and Tribute was still called Tribute, ha!

I like milk.

I was... but then I drunk milk and it all became...ummm... okay.

But I`m not!

i made some more changes for you. ............. Albert the Large ate all the cheese..... and then he remembered he was Lactose-Intorelant

I thought you was crying because I ate all the chees and now thier traped in my stomack.

madlads35 wrote:
> There was once this cheese. It met another cheese. They talked about
> cheesy. The conversation was cheesy. The End
*sob sob* its so tragic *sob sob* (as in crying dont get wrong impressions)