What a cheesy thread.
Yeah, perhaps not quite “matured” just yet!
/encino man/ “el queso es viejo y petrido” \encino man\
Is that why my fingers are cold? I could sense you moving my cheese even whilst I was in the shower!
Eh? Say what? 
Cheese it, THE COPS…
The cheese I have for you, my dear
Is real and very new
– Frank Zappa - Duke of Prunes
… Cheesy, cheesy.
Get that cheese to sickbay!
You know, dogs love cheese…
When come back, bring cheese.
Ah, they’re 1920’s style death cheeses!
Just a minute, let me look that up … ah. OK, my response is:
“The Eagle Flies at Midnight. Repeat: The Eagle Flies at Midnight”.
Hold on … or is that “The Eagle’s Fly is Mid-Nigh.” Darn it, I’ll have to get back to you on this …
In an earlier thread someone quipped:
What a friend we have in cheeses.
I wish I could remember who it was but my brain’s been moved to the crisper.
It’s only a gouda-edam piece of cheese, briethe deeply, lucern up. Ain’t jack reason to be stilton about this subject.
Do intellectuals eat head cheese?
Now lemme tell you about the birds and the cheese…
Who’s a feta the brie bad whey?
… where there’s a will there’s a whey…
Smoked cheese.
Umbrellas!
All your cheese are belong to us.
Kraft Macaroni and Cheese.