I'm not sure if I shared with you good folks before, my family's industrial roots were grounded in the art of cheese making, my grand pappy had a business, Frottage Cheese. Sweet Jesus, our cheese was delicious, as francophones are generally renowned for. So rich and gooey, and I discovered, goes divine in hot cocoa, especially in this frosty weather. I love dripping melted camembert into my chocolatey drink before I pop off on my daily Amazon route. Would make an excellent drink for eventual Arctic cruises to the soon-to-be US State of Greenland, and keep those fires in the belly up, and nourish that cheesy feeling deep in the recesses of the Christian soul.
Job 10:10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Job 10:10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
I think there's something wrong with your head, I hope it isn't a permanent brain damage from cold weather.
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