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View Poll Results: Do you like to eat cheeeeeese? | |||
When you've got cheese you've got choice. | 27 | 100.00% | |
ew... isnt cheese moldy milk? | 0 | 0% | |
i'll eat it but can live without it. | 0 | 0% | |
Voters: 27. You may not vote on this poll |
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On another note, love my cheddar shredded. I usually have to grate twice as much as I need just so some will make it on my nachos. |
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I absolutely LOVE cheese! |
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MOUSEBENDER:
Good Morning. WENSLEYDALE: Good morning, sir. Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium. MOUSEBENDER: Ah, thank you my good man. WENSLEYDALE: What can I do for you, sir? MOUSEBENDER: Well, I was, uh, sitting in the public library on Thurmond Street just now, skimming through Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole, and I suddenly came over all peckish. WENSLEYDALE: Peckish, sir? MOUSEBENDER: Esurient. WENSLEYDALE: Eh? MOUSEBENDER: (In a broad Yorkshire accent) Eee I were all hungry, like. WENSLEYDALE: Ah, hungry. MOUSEBENDER: In a nutshell. And I thought to myself, 'a little fermented curd will do the trick'. So I curtailed my Walpoling activites, sallied forth, and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles. WENSLEYDALE: Come again? MOUSEBENDER: I want to buy some cheese. WENSLEYDALE: Oh, I thought you were complaining about the bouzouki player. MOUSEBENDER: Oh, heaven forbid. I am one who delights in all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse. WENSLEYDALE: Sorry? MOUSEBENDER: (In a broad Yorkshire accent) Ooo, I like a nice tune - you're forced to. WENSLEYDALE: So he can go on playing, can he? MOUSEBENDER: Most certainly. Now then, some cheese please, my good man. WENSLEYDALE: Certainly, sir. What would you like? MOUSEBENDER: Well, eh, how about a little Red Leicester? WENSLEYDALE: I'm afraid we're fresh out of Red Leicester, sir. MOUSEBENDER: Oh never mind, how are you on Tilsit? WENSLEYDALE: I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir. We get it fresh on Monday. MOUSEBENDER: Tish tish. No matter. Well, stout yeoman, four ounces of Caerphilly, if you please. WENSLEYDALE: Ah. It's been on order, sir, for two weeks. I was expecting it this morning. MOUSEBENDER: It's not my lucky day, is it? Er, Bel Paese? WENSLEYDALE: Sorry, sir. MOUSEBENDER: Red Windsor? WENSLEYDALE: Normally, sir, yes. Today the van broke down. MOUSEBENDER: Ah. Stilton? WENSLEYDALE: Sorry. MOUSEBENDER: Emmental? Gruyère? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Any Norwegian Jarlsberger, per chance? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Liptauer? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Lancashire? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: White Stilton? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Danish Blue? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Double Gloucester? WENSLEYDALE: ..... No. MOUSEBENDER: Cheshire? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Dorset Blue Vinney? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Brie, Roquefort, Pont-l'Évêque, Port Salut, Savoyard, Saint-Paulin, Carre-de-L'Est, Bresse-Bleu, Boursin? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Camembert, perhaps? WENSLEYDALE: Ah! We have Camembert, yes sir. MOUSEBENDER: You do! Excellent. WENSLEYDALE: Yes, sir. It's, ah ..... it's a bit runny. MOUSEBENDER: Oh, I like it runny. WENSLEYDALE: Well, it's very runny, actually, sir. MOUSEBENDER: No matter. Fetch hither le fromage de la Belle France! M-mmm! WENSLEYDALE: I think it's a bit runnier than you'll like it, sir. MOUSEBENDER: I don't care how fucking runny it is. Hand it over with all speed. WENSLEYDALE: Oh ..... MOUSEBENDER: What now? WENSLEYDALE: The cat's eaten it. MOUSEBENDER: Has he? WENSLEYDALE: She, sir. (pause) MOUSEBENDER: Gouda? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Edam? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Caithness? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Smoked Austrian? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Japanese Sage Darby? WENSLEYDALE: No, sir. MOUSEBENDER: You do have some cheese, do you? WENSLEYDALE: Of course, sir. It's a cheese shop, sir. We've got ..... MOUSEBENDER: No, no, don't tell me. I'm keen to guess. WENSLEYDALE: Fair enough. MOUSEBENDER: Er, Wensleydale? WENSLEYDALE: Yes? MOUSEBENDER: Ah, well, I'll have some of that. WENSLEYDALE: Oh, I thought you were talking to me, sir. Mr Wensleydale, that's my name. (pause) MOUSEBENDER: Greek Feta? WENSLEYDALE: Ah, not as such. MOUSEBENDER: Er, Gorgonzola? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Parmesan? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Mozzarella? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Pippo Crème? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Danish Fimboe? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Czech sheep's milk? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: Venezuelan Beaver Cheese?. WENSLEYDALE: Not today, sir, no. (pause) MOUSEBENDER: Ah, how about Cheddar? WENSLEYDALE: Well, we don't get much call for it around here, sir. MOUSEBENDER: Not much ca- It's the single most popular cheese in the world! WENSLEYDALE: Not round here, sir. MOUSEBENDER: And what is the most popular cheese round here? WENSLEYDALE: Ilchester, sir. MOUSEBENDER: Is it. WENSLEYDALE: Oh yes, sir. It's staggeringly popular in this manor, squire. MOUSEBENDER: Is it. WENSLEYDALE: It's our number-one best seller, sir. MOUSEBENDER: I see. Ah, Ilchester, eh? WENSLEYDALE: Right, sir. MOUSEBENDER: All right. Okay. Have you got any, he asked expecting the answer no? WENSLEYDALE: I'll have a look, sir ..... nnnnnnooooooooo. MOUSEBENDER: It's not much of a cheese shop, is it? WENSLEYDALE: Finest in the district, sir. MOUSEBENDER: Explain the logic underlying that conclusion, please. WENSLEYDALE: Well, it's so clean, sir. MOUSEBENDER: It's certainly uncontaminated by cheese. WENSLEYDALE: You haven't asked me about Limberger, sir. MOUSEBENDER: Is it worth it? WENSLEYDALE: Could be. MOUSEBENDER: Have you- SHUT THAT BLOODY BOUZOUKI UP! WENSLEYDALE: (To dancers) Told you so. MOUSEBENDER: Have you got any Limburger? WENSLEYDALE: No. MOUSEBENDER: That figures. Predictable really, I suppose. It was an act of purest optimism to have posed the question in the first place. Tell me: WENSLEYDALE: Yes, sir? MOUSEBENDER: Have you in fact got any cheese here at all? WENSLEYDALE: Yes, sir. MOUSEBENDER: Really? (pause) WENSLEYDALE: No. Not really, sir. MOUSEBENDER: You haven't. WENSLEYDALE: No, sir, not a scrap. I was deliberately wasting your time, sir. MOUSEBENDER: Well, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to shoot you. WENSLEYDALE: Right-O, sir. MOUSEBENDER: (Shoots him) What a senseless waste of human life. |
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well, the melting cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeezzze on people part yeah kinda creepy. but yor pain for pleasure comment... not so creepy. /masochist. |
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um wow i actually spent time reading that. i dont really know what to say. - :| |
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