It’s truly a miracle. Although to my jaded agnostic eyes it look more like a young Betty Davis. Not surprisingly, there is some powerful spiritual symbolism behind the whitebread, butterless, oil-less, processed American cheese relic. Clearly God is telling us something, and He isn’t above using cheesy imagery to make His point.
For $22K, you, and you alone, can eat the Virgin Mary.
I see bread people.
I guess she’d still technically be a virgin. …
You’ve gotta have a lot of crust to make such a half-baked claim!
The guy selling it must be a real crumb.
A heel!
I’d like to kick him in the buns!
He’ll probably refuse to work after getting the money, & just loaf all day.
Psst! Let’s wait in the alley nearest the bank where he keeps his dough. Then we’ll roll him.
Omigod, how did silent movie star Mary Nolan get onto a decade-old cheese sammich?
Eve, have I mentioned today how much I love you? 
A friend of mine has a tree with a scar that looks just like the Virgin Mary holding the severed head of an alien baby. I keep telling her we should sell tickets…
Excellent 
But it won’t stop me from making an argument for Marlene Dietrich.
She wonders why it hasn’t molded? sheesh American Cheese lady! You might as well dipped it into plastazine. Or a fine Fertnel cheese product.
Why is it that any woman’s face, when seen in an inanimate object, must always be the Blessed Virgin? Why can’t it be Bette Davis, or Marlene Deitrich, or even Mabel Whatzerface from down the street? This reminds me of the people who are reincarnated from Alexander the Great, never some poor schmo farmer that stole his neighbor’s pig.
Oh, please! That is clearly Virginia (hold the) Mayo.
Well, if it’s not Mary or Marlene, it’s got to be Corinne Griffith.
I’d be a lot more trusting if it was on a fish taco.
Heresy. Nothing says “I love the US above all others!” like fried American cheese on white.
Ick… I just got you malodorous meaning. We can meet for euchre every Wednesday in hell.
I think Garbo is a strong candidate. (And a smoky hot one, at that.)
Interestingly, so is Farrah Fawcett. (Though not nearly as smoky hot.)
I think it’s the cheekbones, in every case. That sammich has some fabulous cheekbones, there. That, and the classic “silent movie actress pose” of gazing slightly upwards and to the left.
No, it’s Michelle Pfeiffer.
That’s nothing. Here’s a real Easter miracle.
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Mae Murray is another strong contender for Cheese Lady.
Can we get one of those machines the coroners use to superimpose skulls over photos?
Aw man…to be the meat in a virgin mary sandwich…
My first thought was Garbo too.
Looks more like Adam Weishaupt to me.
You know those toasters that have a specially-formed element so that you burn a panda onto the toast? I would pay good money for a set of three with Jesus, the Virgin Mary, and, uh, uh, (I really have no idea what a good third one would be), Elvis. Yeah, that’s it. Elvis. Or maybe one toaster with switchable elements.
