Apartment Cheese
I swear the neighbors are making cheese in their apartment. More on this coming soon...
A delightful tour of the United States and assorted locations through the mind of a deranged young genius, named Joe. A cynical and jovial treatment of our fine nation and its finer cities, this blog will focus on people, places, and the endless pursuit of candied corned beef.
11 Comments:
It is wisconsion. What else is there to do?
you should be arrested for not making cheese in your apartment! by the way in case you were suspicious this is not from the people that live in that cheese-making apartment
This is always scary when people are anonymous posters. I don't know who you are! (Thus I cannot really laugh with you... merely AT you. Write your NAMES!
I made cheese once. It tasted good. It made me laugh at myself.
(They call me Triple A)
B. Agressive... B.B.Agressive.
I guess thats a better name than Triple H.
I like cheese.
I ate some cheese once. It came in a can. I put it on crackers. It gave me gas.
Mr. Anonymous A. Anonymley said, "back in the day you could only by crackers...but now they come with cheese.
March 11th... April 21st...
I'm guessing that's some moldy cheese by now!!!
I think the cheese killed Joe.
Do you still exist?
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