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Don't Cut The Mighty Cheese

Cheese sticks marketed themselves as the bones of the one true cheese. Nnonsensical on the face of it. Folks pointed out that cheese doesn't have bones. Ah, but the true cheese, the one true cheese, fervently whispered its adherents: bones out the wheel.

Sales of cheese sticks skyrocketed, but not their consumption. Soon the sticklers, as they were called, began threatening, even attacking, those who slaked their thirst for cheese on the bones of the one true cheese.

About this time, things got so hot that no cheese could remain in solid form. Even the sticks became flaccid. Worship dropped off precipitously.

Which just goes to show the old saying is true

We should all thank God for global warming!