Back to the cheese puns, huh? Isn’t that grate?
I went to grab some cheddar cheese and hurt myself. It was too sharp.
Did you hear about the cheese monster that stomped all over Tokyo? Its name was Gorgonzilla.
Oh, I love those old Muenster movies!
I met Jeffrey Epstein once. It was only a brief interaction, but I recall I offered him some cheddar cheese, and he did not like it. It was too mature for him.
Cheese, that was some round-about joke.
Yes, it just wasn’t gouda all.
Heard the new Cheese Council motto? It’s “Just F-on Do It!”
Germany is telling its citizens to stock up on sausages and cheese out of fear of Covid. It’s the wurst-kase scenario.
What lies between fear and sex? Fünf.
I just don’t get how the Germans could have fallen for Hitler and the Nazis. There were an awful lot of red flags.
I am more of a fan of Switzerland. Their flag is a big plus.
My collection of Swiss watches was stolen in Spain. Adios, Omegas!
That must have really ticked you off.
So much so, that I’m sure he decided to flea Spain.
People who don’t understand the difference between etymology and entomology bug me in ways I can’t put into words.
A dead artist draws lots of flies.
So does an outfielder.
I couldn’t figure out why the baseball kept getting larger. Then it hit me.
Why are infields always covered with bird shit? Diamonds are a gull’s best friend.