Please explain "CHEESE" to me.

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[Delta-Boudreaux]

Ok,

As a relatively new Freeper, I haven't a clue to what CHEESE means.... yes, I know the stuff a person can eat. But there are the "Must like cheese" statements and the like. I did a search and there was no good explanation that I could find. Anyone caring to explain on this vanity post, please enlighten a new freeper.

Regards

Delta-Boudreaux

[Beep]

The only thing I hate more than cheese references are puns.

Very punny!! ;-}

[headsonpikes]

When the chokemass runs out, it's back to mowitch!(Chinook word) Leave the 3-day-dead goat's milk cheese for Osama.

And what's with all the darned Moose references?

Canuck envy? LOL!

[hispanarepublicana]

Talk about taking irrelevance to a new level

Thanks...(hispanarepublicana teary-eyed now) I'd like to thank everyone who helped make this possible. I never knew I could achieve such an honor...

[MomwithHope]

That is truly sick. But oh so Clinton............

[Gumption]

Please hold your mouse directly over the abuse button while waiting for replies to your last post.

[glock rocks]

Shocked hunter kills hermaphrodite moose

September 22 2001 at 10:01AM

A hunter in the northern wilds of Canada's Yukon Territory got the surprise of his life when the supposed bull moose he shot turned out to be not a male, nor a female, but both.

"The hunter shot it, thinking it was a bull. When he got closer, he saw that things weren't as they should have been, or as he expected," Rick Ward, a moose biologist for the Yukon government, said.

"It was a hermaphroditic moose. It was a female with antlers," said Ward, who added he had never seen anything like it in his 25 years as a biologist - of which 15 years have been spent studying moose.

"It's very, very rare," he said. "It's about the same as finding hermaphrodites in humans - very, very low odds."

The vast Yukon territory, located next to Alaska, is home to about 30 000 people, an equal number of bears and twice as many moose.

Hunting of male moose is permitted for three months in the autumn of every year, and those who shoot one can live on the meat of a single animal for a winter. But hunters who shoot cows face steep fines.

This hunter was not fined. - Reuters

[Beep]

Or are meeses no smarter than the rest of us?

I am particularly fond of caribou. They may not have sense enough to come in from the cold, but you don't catch many of 'em on cheese threads!

[r9etb]

What's your cheese, sweetie?

It's like no cheese I've ever tasted

[Harp]

"Why do they refer to pornography as pr0n? (that's 'r' before a zero, if I've read it right)"

As mentioned, the warez culture surely inspired the spelling, but the point is to keep the reference to p o r n o g r a p h y out of search engines and site content ratings systems.

Computer bulletin boards, the greatest gift to slacking since the water cooler, don't want to flagged as a prohibited site/page by the software used by some companies and schools to keep users away from the dirty stuff. Who knows if it really avoids problems anymore . . . it's become a conventional unconventional spelling.

[Beep]

Thanks...(hispanarepublicana teary-eyed now) I'd like to thank everyone who helped make this possible. I never knew I could achieve such an honor...

There, there . . . You deserve it. Really! Cheesiest photo I ever saw!

[glock rocks]

They may not have sense enough to come in from the cold, but you don't catch many of 'em on cheese threads!

or cheese strings?

[umbagi]

I am particularly fond of caribou.

Best boots I've ever owned were caribou. Can't get them any more, though.

[dr_who]

Smoked Colby...mmmmm!

[NY.SS-Bar9]

		The Cheese Shop by Monty Python (a customer walks in the door) Customer: Good Morning. Owner: Good morning, Sir. Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium! Customer: Ah, thank you, my good man. Owner: What can I do for you, Sir? Customer: Well, I was, uh, sitting in the public library on Thurmon Street just now, skimming through Rogue Herrys by Hugh Walpole, and I suddenly came over all peckish. Owner: Peckish, sir? Customer: Esuriant. Owner: Eh? Customer: 'Ee, ah wor 'ungry-loike! Owner: Ah, hungry! Customer: In a nutshell. And I thought to myself, "a little fermented curd will do the trick," so, I curtailed my Walpoling activites, sallied forth, and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles! Owner: Come again? Customer: I want to buy some cheese. Owner: Oh, I thought you were complaining about the bazouki player! Customer: Oh, heaven forbid: I am one who delights in all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse! Owner: Sorry? Customer: 'Ooo, Ah lahk a nice tuune, 'yer forced too! Owner: So he can go on playing, can he? Customer: Most certainly! Now then, some cheese please, my good man. Owner: (lustily) Certainly, sir. What would you like? Customer: Well, eh, how about a little red Leicester. Owner: I'm, a-fraid we're fresh out of red Leicester, sir. Customer: Oh, never mind, how are you on Tilsit? Owner: I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir, we get it fresh on Monday. Customer: Tish tish. No matter. Well, stout yeoman, four ounces of Caerphilly, if you please. Owner: Ah! It's beeeen on order, sir, for two weeks. Was expecting it this morning. Customer: 'T's Not my lucky day, is it? Aah, Bel Paese? Owner: Sorry, sir. Customer: Red Windsor? Owner: Normally, sir, yes. Today the van broke down. Customer: Ah. Stilton? Owner: Sorry. Customer: Ementhal? Gruyere? Owner: No. Customer: Any Norweigan Jarlsburg, per chance. Owner: No. Customer: Lipta? Owner: No. Customer: Lancashire? Owner: No. Customer: White Stilton? Owner: No. Customer: Danish Brew? Owner: No. Customer: Double Goucester? Owner: (pause) No. Customer: Cheshire? Owner: No. Customer: Dorset Bluveny? Owner: No. Customer: Brie, Roquefort, Pol le Veq, Port Salut, Savoy Aire, Saint Paulin, Carrier de lest, Bres Bleu, Bruson? Owner: No. Customer: Camenbert, perhaps? Owner: Ah! We have Camenbert, yessir. Customer: (suprised) You do! Excellent. Owner: Yessir. It's..ah,.....it's a bit runny... Customer: Oh, I like it runny. Owner: Well,.. It's very runny, actually, sir. Customer: No matter. Fetch hither the fromage de la Belle France! Mmmwah! Owner: I...think it's a bit runnier than you'll like it, sir. Customer: I don't care how fucking runny it is. Hand it over with all speed. Owner: Oooooooooohhh........! (pause) Customer: What now? Owner: The cat's eaten it. Customer: (pause) Has he. Owner: She, sir. Customer: (pause) Gouda? Owner: No. Customer: Edam? Owner: No. Customer: Case Ness? Owner: No. Customer: Smoked Austrian? Owner: No. Customer: Japanese Sage Darby? Owner: No, sir. Customer: You...do *have* some cheese, don't you? Owner: (brightly) Of course, sir. It's a cheese shop, sir. We've got-- Customer: No no... don't tell me. I'm keen to guess. Owner: Fair enough. Customer: Uuuuuh, Wensleydale. Owner: Yes? Customer: Ah, well, I'll have some of that! Owner: Oh! I thought you were talking to me, sir. Mister Wensleydale, that's my name. Customer: (pause) Greek Feta? Owner: Uh, not as such. Customer: Uuh, Gorgonzola? Owner: No. Customer: Parmesan, Owner: No. Customer: Mozarella, Owner: No. Customer: Paper Cramer, Owner: No. Customer: Danish Bimbo, Owner: No. Customer: Czech sheep's milk, Owner: No. Customer: Venezuelan Beaver Cheese? Owner: Not *today*, sir, no. Customer: (pause) Aah, how about Cheddar? Owner: Well, we don't get much call for it around here, sir. Customer: Not much ca-- it's the single most popular cheese in the world! Owner: Not 'round here, sir. Customer: (slight pause) and what IS the most popular cheese 'round hyah? Owner: 'Illchester, sir. Customer: IS it. Owner: Oh, yes, it's staggeringly popular in this manor, squire. Customer: Is it. Owner: It's our number one best seller, sir! Customer: I see. Uuh...'Illchester, eh? Owner: Right, sir. Customer: All right. Okay. 'Have you got any?' he asked, expecting the answer 'no'. Owner: I'll have a look, sir........nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnno. Customer: It's not much of a cheese shop, is it? Owner: Finest in the district! Customer: (annoyed) Explain the logic underlying that conclusion, please. Owner: Well, it's so clean, sir! Customer: It's certainly uncontaminated by cheese.... Owner: (brightly) You haven't asked me about Limburger, sir. Customer: Would it be worth it? Owner: Could be.... Customer: Have you --SHUT THAT BLOODY BAZOUKI OFF! Owner: Told you sir.... Customer: (slowly) Have you got any Limburger? Owner: No. Customer: Figures.Predictable, really I suppose. It was an act of purest optimism to have posed the question in the first place. Tell me: Owner: Yessir? Customer: (deliberately) Have you in fact got any cheese here at all. Owner: Yes, sir. Customer: Really? (pause) Owner: No. Not really, sir. Customer: You haven't. Owner: Nosir. Not a scrap. I was deliberately wasting your time, sir. Customer: Well I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to shoot you. Owner: Right-Oh, sir. (The customer takes out a gun and shoots the owner) Customer: What a *senseless* waste of human life.

[WIMom]

I can see why those people lost their jobs. Their bosses must have been the ones who would not go find more cheese!

Actually I read it on a recommendation (borrowed the book) from a friend. And he still has his job.

[Moose4]

It also has to do with Mooses, or whatever the correct plural of 'moose' is- but I've said too much already.

Meese. I'm pretty sure it's meese. Fortunately, there's only one of me. At least, after Moose1, Moose2, and Moose3 had those horrible hunting accidents...

}:-)4

[r9etb]

I am particularly fond of caribou. They may not have sense enough to come in from the cold, but you don't catch many of 'em on cheese threads!

Ha!!! Not until now!!! How about a little Caribou cheese, Scarecrow!

In northern Europe and Asia, people herd another kind of caribou, the reindeer. They eat reindeer meat and make butter and cheese from reindeer milk

[Beep]

or cheese strings?

Very cheese-like of you! That was gonna be my next "wedge," actually! Cheese threads would actually be string cheese, "n'est-ce pas?" Fried, "mais bien sur!"

Or playing in a String Cheese Quartet! ;-}

[katykelly]

Mouse in hand. Thanks for the heads up.

[Beep]

Best boots I've ever owned were caribou. Can't get them any more, though.

They wanted their boots back! Caribou are people too!