THIS IS A GOUDA STORY! ALTHOUGH “CUT THE CHEESE” MEANT SOMETHING FAR DIFFERENT, IN OUR NEIGHBORHOOD! 😀
Once there was a kingdom of cheese makers. These cheese makers knew everything about any kind of milk and knew how to make any kind of cheese. They held festivals of cheese for which people pilgrimaged. They even built a house of cheese once a year for kids to eat through the walls and floors. Not one of these cheese makers had any muscle tone. All of them looked like balls of cheese with legs and arms like toothpicks and little round balls of cheese for heads.
Other kingdoms traded with them except one. This one kingdom was made of people who thought of nothing but hunting and war. They spent all their time making blades of every kind. And this kingdom loved to eat so much that they had become cannibals. And they had tasted the meat of the cheesemakers and it was like a steak marbled with a…
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