Sheesh, just use Velveeta, it's not like you eat this every day of the week. Pretentious bitch.
Cindie
This was the famous campfire (afterwards considerably truncated on Skins's island at the request of Mrs. Alfred Packer, at the time "Grandma") where Mrs. Alfred Packer and the immortal Tangerine LaBamba got into it, big time, about cheese versus cheese food.
Talk about a real cat-fight.
The immortal Tangerine LaBamba had the same response you did, madam; it's not like one eats cheese food every day, so what's the big deal?
It was a big deal with Mrs. Alfred Packer, who went into all sorts of vesta111-like ramblings, about how poor she was, what a lousy home hippyhubby Wild Bill had built for them, how many mood-altering pharmaceuticals Mrs. Alfred Packer was taking--just all sorts of violence.
That alas happened after I had posted this, the violence, and Skins had removed much of it (again, at Mrs. Alfred Packer's request) by the time I returned to it the next day.