# Don't let a suitcase full of cheese become your big fork and spoon.

**URL:** <https://boards.straightdope.com/t/dont-let-a-suitcase-full-of-cheese-become-your-big-fork-and-spoon/429320>\
**Category:** Cafe Society\
**Created:** [December 8, 2007, 8:39pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/dont-let-a-suitcase-full-of-cheese-become-your-big-fork-and-spoon/429320 "2007-12-08T20:39:35Z")\
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**Author:** ![Mosier](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/m/7ea924/32.png) [@Mosier](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Mosier)\
**Post date:** [December 9, 2007, 10:59pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/dont-let-a-suitcase-full-of-cheese-become-your-big-fork-and-spoon/429320/21 "2007-12-09T22:59:34Z")

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arrested development is full of them.

Girl, to her uncle “My father says thanks for the romantic getaway. I don’t want to know what that means”

uncle, “Oh no, I just screwed my brother in law!”

girl, “Well, I’m all grown up now.”

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**Author:** ![Walloon](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/w/fbc32d/32.png) [@Walloon](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Walloon)\
**Post date:** [December 10, 2007, 8:17am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/dont-let-a-suitcase-full-of-cheese-become-your-big-fork-and-spoon/429320/22 "2007-12-10T08:17:03Z")

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Dr. Evil in the first _Austin Powers_ movie:

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> The details of my life are quite inconsequential… Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we’d make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds — pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum… it’s breathtaking — I highly suggest you try it.

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