Why Cheese Lovers are better than Ordinary Lovers
If there were ever a revolution required to bring about the utilitarian benefits that cheese so selflessly offers us all, I’m sure that it was both swift in purpose and ushered in by a generation of cracker lovers in search of a way to spice up their love life. Cheese has been the cause and solution to many of life’s more complicated problems.
Consider the following:
The facts stack up like layers of cheese drowning a Chicago style pizza. If I love something that will probably result in my ultimate demise, then I’m most definitely not scared to love without shame and inhibition.
I’m not saying that cheese lovers face judgement or any imminent danger, at least presently. It’s an odd post but I think in a way this blog defends itself in an odd, sort of self-indulgent way. This thought may not taste as tasty as freshly smoked Austrian cheese grated onto your spaghetti and meatballs, but it should at least give you something to chew on.
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Well said Curt. Also, for us lactose intolerant cheese lovers, we regularily put our love for cheese ahead of our intolerance, forcing us into discomfort. We sacrifice ourselves for those we love.
Yours is a particularly rough road to travel by. Your willingness to sacrifice will undoubtedly will make yours and leslie’s marriage a great one. That and the fact that cheese is the measure of exceptional love rather than Klik Ham means that you have a long life ahead.
I think it’s really time for you to move on to Asia. The Austrian cuisine is to nutrient-rich for you. Too much time, to less challenge…
That’s probably true but I’m afraid of what a schnitzeless life will be like. I’m addicted to your way of life