Cheese Rant (Sort Of)

Okay. Well, today, since I have nothing better to do, I will rant about cheese.
Yes.
Cheese.
I like Cheese.
Lots of it.
Like, lots.
But I have already said that.
Oh god.
Now I am experiencing deja vu.
*weird creepy violin music starts playing in background*
What the flagnog?
Shut up!
*music continues*
I said SHUT UP!!!
*music continues*
*goes over to violinist and rips violin out of hand and starts hitting violinist in the head with it, stabs violinist in chest 37 times, rips hands off, deep fries them on grill that violinist was sitting on (weirdo), and eats said hands*
There.
That got him to shut up.
*you get up*
Wait!
*you start walking away slowly*
Where are you going!
*you start walking faster*
Don't go! I need your hands to satisfy my stomach rumblies!
*you run out of room, holding your hands in fear of them being used to satisfy my rumblies*
Oh, flagnog.
I didn't even get to rant to you about cheese.