The Oasis Mirage
KitKat has requested an imaginary virtual online store. As usual, we have trouble imagining what she has in mind. Still… why not?
Date: January 19, 2007
Categories: Nonrandom Craziness
Friday, 19 April 2024
Life, the universe, pies, hot-pink bunnies, world domination, and everything
KitKat has requested an imaginary virtual online store. As usual, we have trouble imagining what she has in mind. Still… why not?
Date: January 19, 2007
Categories: Nonrandom Craziness
i would like to buy 15 cubic meters of air please. how much will that be? i think the price was five imaginary dollars a cubic meter?
Hey! I was just thinking about the Oasis Mirage! We might do something about it on MuseCast.
1-I don’t know. However, Ciderfruit is 5 pwnts a barrel. Would you like some?
“Ello and welcome to the O-”
I KNOW I KNOW!!!
“Er…”
GET ME THREE HUNDRED BLOCKS OF COLBY JACK AND FAAAAASSSST, LITTLE GIRL!!!
“O-kay..”
NOW!!!!
“Comin’ right up sir!”
*Emma hands the large dumpster of cheese to the man*
“Here you are s-”
HERE’S A HUNDRED BUCKS AND KEEP THE #@&$^ CHANGE!!!!!
“Alrighty then.”
*man dashes out of store*
*camera switches to outside of store*
*man takes out large shopping bag from nowhere in general*
here you go my leetle sveetie-poos!
*millions of mice crawl out of the bag and swarm the cheese*
aaaaaah. ze nice happee feeling you get when you know you are feeding ze meelions of hungree mice…
THE END
I think we need KitKat to explain exactly how this works….
is this in museica?
no its in Kokonino county.
Quick! Give me many pies to throw at your faces! I don’t care how much it costs! It is imaginary.
I’d like to buy a roundtrip ticket for a first class parlour suite on the Singularity Express. Destination: Parts Unknown.
“Hi and welcome to the O-”
Ello! I wish to register a complaint!
*emma stares at Mr. Praline blankly*
Ello, mister?
“What do you mean, ‘mister’?”
I’m sorry, I have a cold. I wish to make a complaint!
“We’re closing for lunch.”
Never mind that, my lass. I wish to complain about this parrot what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
“Jeez, you can’t trick me with that old one. Yes, the parrot is dead, yes we have slugs, no they do not talk, and go to Bolton and I will not be there wearing a mustache. Thank you for your time.”
I see.
*Mr. Praline leaves and goes to Bolton*
*back at the Oasis Mirage*
“That’s the third time that’s happened today. Next thing I know the bishop practicing his lines will be here!”
What is the Oasis Mirage? How does it work? What’s going on? Why am I here? Why are we born? Why do we die? Why do we spend so much of the intervening time wearing digital watches?
“I didn’t expect the Spanish Inquisition!”
*door opens*
Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!!! Our main weapon is suprise…surprise and fear…fear and surprise…. Our two weapons are fear and surprise…and ruthless efficiency…. Our three weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency…and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope…. Our four…no… Amongst our weapons…. Amongst our weaponry…are such diverse elements as fear, surprise…. I’ll come in again.
*door closes*
“What next? A lumberjack? Someone swinging a fish around or searching for the Holy Grail?”
((the bishop’s lines mostly copied from SM on the Monty Python thread))
The February episode of MuseCast was brought to you by the Oasis Mirage. (Just like the January one was brought to you by the Kokopelli Presidential Campaign). This is totally giving it away, but here’s the advertisement:
Hello, and welcome to the Oasis Mirage! We’ve got the most expensive products around, and if you’re ever planning a party, feel free to drop in! My name is Emma, and I just want to tell you how great this place is! And if you don’t have enough money for our products, you can work for it! The Oasis Mirage is now hiring.
pelse give me five tons of fudge.
13-As assistant employeee toothpaste-wasting toilet brush top rank all over top of the line to the store owner, I regret to inform you that fudge has been sold out. My assistanty person to the Assistant employeee toothpaste-wasting toilet brush top rank all over top of the line to the store owner may be able to order some or go and ask Oob. He has lots.
Ugh. I know the Emma you keep referring to is not actuall me, but it’s still rather confusing.
“Hello and welcome to the O-”
‘Ave you ever seen something by Neville Shunt, little lady?
“I don’t kn-”
Some people have made the mistake of seeing Shunt’s work as a load of rubbish about railway timetables, but clever people like me, who talk loudly in restaurants, see this as a deliberate ambiguity, a plea for understanding in a mechanized world. The points are frozen, the beast is dead. What is the difference? What indeed is the point? The point is frozen, the beast is late out of Paddington. The point is taken. If La Fontaine’s elk would spurn Tom Jones the engine must be our head, the dining car our oesophagus, the guard’s van our left lung, the cattle truck our shins, the first-class compartment the piece of skin at the nape of the neck and the level crossing an electric elk called Simon. The clarity is devastating. But where is the ambiguity? It’s over there in a box. Shunt is saying the 8.15 from Gillingham when in reality he means the 8.13 from Gillingham. The train is the same only the time is altered. Ecce homo, ergo elk. La Fontaine knew his sister and knew her bloody well. The point is taken, the beast is moulting, the fluff gets up your nose. The illusion is complete; it is reality, the reality is illusion and the ambiguity is the only truth. But is the truth, as Hitchcock observes, in the box? No there isn’t room, the ambiguity has put on weight. The point is taken, the elk is dead, the beast stops at Swindon, Chabrol stops at nothing, I’m having treatment and La Fontaine can get knotted.
“Alright, Mr. Milar-”
rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
“I would like you to leave this store and join Mr. Praline and the Spanish Inquisition next to the cactus a mile away. Thanks.”
*Gavin Milarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr leaves*
“I seem to be getting the most of John Cleese. Hope Terry Jones is next, he’s my favorite.”
We definitely need to have Urania here to talk about her job at the Big O.
Hello. I believe your name is Emma?
Yes.
Good day to you.
Can I help you with something Mr-?
Excuse me? I am not a MR. I’ll have you know. I’m Lady Mary Swan.
Oh dear I’m dreadfully sorry Your ladyship. How can I assist you?
*lady mary swan turns in a monster*
GET ME 5 MILLION HOT PINK BUNNY TRAPS NOW!!!!!!!!!!!
*Emma runs into back room*
*returns with hpb army armed with pie*
DIE UNMUSEISH FIEND
*hpbs chase lady swan into the oblivion of Kokonino County*
.
The end
(alternate ending to #28)
Lady Mary Swan graciously asks for the traps, gets them ,and later saves civilization. Go Lady Mary Swan! w00t!
I want 10 Yorkshire puddings and a black pudding, please. If i don’t get them, my birthday party for Muse will be spoiled!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hmm.
Do you sell rare amazonian slugs here?
Ooh! If you’re hiring, I’d be very glad to give you my resume.
Do you sell Argentinian Sparkle Catterfly Bobbleheads?
11 – You forgot about the comfy chair! (Oh, no, not the comfy chair!!)
I’d like to purchase an invisible fish, please.
*hem hem* Welcome to Oasis Mira–
Oh, dear. Where has it gone, now?
Oh, well. It must be off for its lunch break. It’ll be back in a while…
I hope…
*romantic blaagghh love story*
“Romantic” Scantily Clad Girl: Oh, Reginald! You have come to save me from my sweater-wearing father! What terrible fashion taste he has!
Reginald: No fears, my love. We shall escape to the Oasis Mirage!
*both run off to Oasis Mirage, many kissing stops on the way*
“Romantic” Scantily Clad Girl: Oh, what a quaint little store!
Me, otherwise known as Cashier: You look like you need some more clothes on. Here, courtesy of the store! *dumps pile of unfashionable sweaters from ceiling onto scantily clad girl*
No longer “Romantic,” No longer Scantily Clad, but still a Girl…. Or maybe not…: Oh, no!!! I’m meeeltiiinggg!!!
Reginald: Oh, beautiful Zyka, will you marry me?
Me: Eeeuuww, nooo! Go away!
Reginald: You will marry me! For I am a pirate king!
Me: KOKOPELLI SAVE ME!
Kokopelli: Why?
Me: He’s a pirate king.
Kokopelli: He’s not a pie target?
Me: …Um… n– Yes! Yes, he is!
Kokopelli: Woohoo! New pie target! *pulls out concrete pies*
Reginald: *screams like a little girl* AAAIIII!!! *runs away*
Me: Thanks.
Kokopelli: Hey, I have a complaint! My pie target I bought ran away! I demand a refund!
Me: Here, have these unfashionable sweaters.
Kokopelli: Hehehe… These’ll be great to drop on Urania! *runs off scheming*
THE END
Lame, I know, but I have to go do homework.
Hello. I would like to purchase the following items:
A quilt made from salamander wool
Twenty chips of the night sky (assorted sizes, no polluted fragments please)
A crustless pie
Twelve reversed entities, please, and a slider – preferably a variable one, but a rigid one will be OK if it provides sufficient torque. Do you deliver to nominated whorls, or wil I have to arrange collection?
“Hello welcome to the Oa-”
I need all your pies* a all black charecter holds a pie slingshot to the registrer* (Whoever the cashier should be)
“Why?”
None of your business *Loads a pie in slingshot*
“I have one request though”
*lowers the slingshot* What?
*Cashier thinks carefully* “What is the highest prime number?”
3..5..7..11…*Cashier Slips away* I Don’t know and come back here! *throws pie at cashier but cashier is too far* I Kokpelli shall pie you SOON!
Hmm, don’t think that Kokopelli would resort to faking a robbery so to get pies and pie the Cashier whoever that may be, Even then I don’t this the Cashier would mind either. And aren’t humans not allowed in Kokonino country?
Shall we attempt to perform an invocation of Nyarlathotep or Yog-Sothoth? Then again, I’d rather try it with Odin. At least he was nice.
*ringring*
Hello, is this the Oasis Mirage?
Yes it is!
Do you sell marmoset food?
You bet we do!
How about pies?
Of course!
Computer parts?
Uh huh!
Wow! You’ve got everything!
You can find anything at the Oasis Mirage!
All right, imagine it set to music with actresses playing Emma and the customer, and everyone unnaturally cheerful. Does that sound like a good commercial?
I want 4 hobblits and 2 kirbys please.
P.S. No taking my idea of hobblits!!!!
We need a clear definition of the Oasis Mirage. I’ve got one.
In every realm of reality and imagination, there is a small space that overlaps with all the others, creating a place known as the Oasis. In the year 420 BCE, a Greek entrepreneur whose name has been lost to history went to the oracle at Delphi to find out where best to build a sandal shop. She replied, “The Oasis,” and said nothing more, but gave the businessman a small lodestone that would drop to the ground and stay there when he reached the place. After fifty-three years of fruitless searching in Arabia and North Africa, the businessman died in a remote region of Egypt. The meticulous diary that he kept, as well as the lodestone, were buried under sand.
Many years later, a young Egyptian unearthed the stone and the remnants of the diary. Not knowing what else to do, he brought it to the library of Alexandria.
(to be continued)
33- That’s interesting.
Continued origins of the Oasis Mirage.
The scribes of Alexandria couldn’t figure much out from the diary for two reasons. One, it had been damaged by sand, and two, all of the entries except the first one were just the name of a place and two words; “Not here.” The first entry was still reasonably legible, however, and it was kept for curiosity purposes, as well as the stone.
In 48 BCE, when the library was burned down during the battle between Caesar and Ptolemy XII, a number of scribes escaped bearing randomly selected scrolls. A great storm sprang up as they were sailing to take refuge in Spain and bore them out into the Atlantic Ocean. Most of them either drowned or starved. However, three survived and came to the coast of what is now New York in the battered remains of the ship. They assumed that all the scrolls had been destroyed, as the hold had almost been stove in. Later, though, a rat was found clinging to the top of the mast, a badly damaged piece of paper clutched in its teeth. It had been chased up there by a dog that had managed to sneak onto the ship and was living like a king on dried meat. The paper, of course was the Greek entrepreneur’s diary.
(You may be interested to know that the dog who unwittingly caused the rat to save the diary is a direct ancestor of Devil.)
(to be continued)
Yay Devil’s ancestor!!!
Unfortunately, while the rat was up on the mast with the lodestone and diary clutched in its teeth, a hawk picked it up and carried it for miles. Eventually, the rat dropped its burden to try to escape. Ironically, when it dropped the stone, it sealed its own fate, as the hawk had gotten tired of carrying both the rat and the stone. Both items fell into the middle of a Native American village. The shaman kept the stone and the diary as trinkets that he thought were important, as they had apparently fallen from the sky. They were passed down through generations until a small trading post was built nearby. A scholar who had come from England recognized the Greek letters on the parchment and decided to decipher them. He found the first entry and told his second cousin, who was a businessman. The stone seemed to point southwest when it was hung from a string, so the businessman convinced the tribe to let him borrow the stone and try to find the place. (Being a crook, he didn’t give it back.) After many hard years crossing the North American continent, he came to a certain place in what is now New Mexico that was closer to the Oasis than any other. Kokonino County.
(to be continued)
i’m rich! i have 2 million pwnts! yay!
Maybe it’s not Emma who’s there. Maybe Emma’s mom used to work there and they went to visit when Emma was little and that’s why she had the necklace and stuff in the safe-deposit box. I don’t know why her mom was allowed there, though. Or why they look so similar.
“Hello and welcome to the O-”
HI HIHIHIHI!! OMGOMGOMGOMG!! HIHI!!!
“What do you want?”
OMGOMGOMGOMG!!
“Yes?”
HIHIHIHI!!! I I II WANT
“Mhmm?”
BUBBLEGUMGUMGUM!!!
“Here…”
THNXTHNXHIHIHIOMGOMG!!!
*hypergirl leaves*
“It’s the Starbucks, I tell you, the Starbucks.”
heh-heh…
ooh, I want to make a story.
“Welcome to the Oasis Miragggggggggggh!!!!!! you have no head!”
“oh, really, I didn’t notice”
“sorry, i was just surprised… would you like anything?”
“Yes this purple sparkly hat would be nice”
“Umm… sure”
“Thanks”
“Have a nice…”
“How am I supposed to do that without a head?”
“I don’t know sir..”
“THe service here is abominable.”
“Sorry!”
“DON”T APOLOGIZE!”
*slams door*
“hehe, she didn’t even notice that I didn’t pay!”
*pops head back on, and pops sparkly hat on head”
*rides off in to the sunset, which is actually a painted wall, so, well, he kind of dies*
THE END!
beautiful. sniff.
(42) Magical. Fantastic. I am wipiing tears away as you read this.
Sarcasm has become so common. No time! Someone should add more Monty Python.
SCENE: Otzi is standing at the counter. Suddenly she hears a pounding sound from the back of the store and runs over to investigate.
Otzi: Hello?
The pounding is coming from inside an old-fashioned fridge. Against her better judgement, Otzi opens it…
Eric Idle: Ah, thank you. Now:
Whenever life gets you down, Mrs. Brown,
Otzi: I’m not Mrs. Brown.
Eric Idle: Shut up.Ahem…
And things seem hard or tough,
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft,
And you feel that you’ve had quite eno-o-o-o-o-ough…
Just remember that you’re standing on a planet that’s evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That’s orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it’s reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the “Milky Way”.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It’s a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us, it’s just three thousand light years wide.
We’re thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go ’round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute, and that’s the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you’re feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there’s intelligent life somewhere up in space,
‘Cause there’s bugger all down here on Earth.!
Eric Idle goes back in the refrigerator.
Otzi: …
…
…
That was unexpected.
(three guys in red knock at the front door of the store)
Otzi: Oy vey.
“Howdy, stranger! Do you have any-erm-pie? ‘cawse awm reeeeaaaaaaallllllll hungry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Yes we do! In fact we also have cake, bubblegum, jellybeans, bread, water, and-and-and, erm, uh…”
“Waaaaaiiiiiittttttt a moement thar…you wouldn’t happen to have any apples would you?”
“Why yes!!!!”
“BOYS! I CAUGHT THEM DESPARADOS WHO ROBBED THE SUPERMARKET!”
(to be continued…)
Starbucks? Starbucks? *reaches behind counter and pulls out a little green box with the starbucks logo on it; adds 3 drops of coffee**little box instantly inflates to become a starbucks. complete with emo barista, caffiene addicted buisness people, guy with headphones, guy with laptop, annoying teenager, and old man with dog* Et voila, inflatable starbucks!
Everyone: NOOOOOOOO!!!! NO MORE!!!!!!!
11 pounds of the moss genus rhizogoniaceae for a secret experiment in my secret lab…
mwahahahahahahahahaha
ha….ha…*sigh*
10 punds of pure sugarcane sugar, 11 punds of chocolate, 20 gallons of ice-cream and three pounds of wonka candy, thank you very much!
48- You dare to copy my name!!!!! Let’s take this to the pie wars!!!!(like your evil laugh!!!)
“Why do you mean I robbed the super market?”
“One does not see the logic of an innocent person building a store on an overlap in space/time.”
“Are you Mr. Spo-wait a moment! Your King Arthur!”
*Draws Excalibur* “Rats! I’ve been found out!!!”
*voooooooop.* “You might have a sword but I’ve got my trusty lightsaber!”
(the GAPAs will definently zap this post for complete randomness)
smash! crash!*more metal on metal*
(to be continued)
“Yarr, mates tha bosses bin found out!”
“The rest of the posse is coming! Quick get the Mentos and coke!”
“Aye Aye!”
acouple seconds later…
FFFFFFFFFFFFWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“AAARR! The coke! Eet burns!”
(to be continued…)
“Well thats the last of them.”
“Hey , what are those specks in the distance?”
Specks who are acually knights of the the round table:
“Camelot!”
“Camelot!”
“Camelot!”
“Its only a mo- hey wait! Its the Oasis Mirage!”
THE END
(they didn’t live happiy ever after because if they did whats the point of the story?)
*RING*
(click)
“You’ve reached Oasis Mirage, this is Emma speaking, how may I…”
“Darlink, stop talkink so much! I need twelve yards of pure llama fur by 2:37 pm today!”
“Oh jeez, this is the third call for Llama’s fur today!”
“I don’t know WHAT you are talkink about darlink.”
“It was you each time, wasn’t it?”
“I’m not at liberty to divulge…”
“WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR!??!?!!?!”
“I, I, I, ahhhh…”
*crash*
“uh, ma’am?”
“YOUR PARTY HAS BEEN DISCONNECTED”
“eh.. woops???”
The End
(or is it?)
*phone rings*
Oasis mirage, Otzi speaking!
-I need the pets department, please!
Why?
-My Ant is missing three legs, I want to return it.
You’ll need our toupee department, sir.
-No, they already-I-noo…
*Otzi disconnects*
Could I have some cheese?
What?
What type?
Well, hmmmmmmm.
I haven’t thought of that.
There’s chedder, colby jack, swiss, blue, american, provelone, mozzarella, pepper jack, cream, cottage, bree, sardo, testouri, goat, caravene, bokmakiri, kwatio,andari, yunnan, chenna, paneerm rasgulla, naskavni,sakura, tenshi, ackawi, basket, labneh, jameed, jibneh arabian, kenafa, naboulsi, shanklish, syrian, leeghvan, tabriz, sia mazegi, emek, achuza, yak, affineur, bergkase, brimsen, dachsteiner, luneberg, tyrolean grey, beauvoorde, brussles, herve, li9mburger, maredsous, passendale, plateau de herve, prince-jean, remedou, rodoric, rubens, kashkaval, sirene, anari, halloumi, kefalotyri, abertam, olomoucke syrecky, podravec, zdenka, dimsi, pag islan, bilogorac, bilogorka, picok, ribanac, danbo, danish tilsit, esrom, havarti, saga, samsoe, aura, lappi, leipajuusto, mustaleima, oltermanni, pohjanpoika, raejuusto, bavaria blu, bordespeck, cambosola, ammental, grunlander, harzer, handkase, klutzer gold, romadur, milbenkase, tilsit, spundekas, steinbuscher, weisslacker, agylotti, anevato, aneri, anthotyro, armexia, arsenico, batzos, ble copanisti, cathoura, cephalaki, cephalograviera, chloro, corfu, elaiki, feta, fondina dodoni, formaella, galotyri, graviera, gylomeni, gylotto, halloumi, kalathaki, kasseri, katiki, kefalotyri, klotsotyri, kopansiti, ladogravieria, ladotyri, malaca, malahti, manoura, manouri, megan kopron, metsovella, metsovone, mizithra, possia, pictogalo, petroti, petrotto, prentza, san michali, scoture, sfela, stacce, sourotto, svonzo, tsalafoutti, teleme, thylicotyre, touloumotyre, tyrovolia, urtha, victoria, xanadu, xynomizithra, xynotyre, zirozoulli, zipouro, balaton, lajta, liptaur, trappista, ardrahan, coolea, cooleeney, corleggy, desmond, dubliner, durrus, doolin, gabriel, gubbeen, kilcummin, milleens, mizen, poulcoin, st. brigid, Braghe, waterford, Gbejna, amsterdam, edam, frisian, gouda, leerdammer, leyden, maasdem, parrano, roomano, spitse, gamalost, geitost, graddost, jarlsberg, norvegia, pultost, balsfjord, jaktost, Bryndza, bundz, oscypek, rokpol, stolper jungchen, twarog, tylsycki, zamojski, azeitao, cabriero de castelo branco, evora, queijo da serra, rabacal, requeijao, saloio, santarem, serpa, nisa, terrincho, branza, urda, cascaval, telemea, corastia, cas, branza de burduf, sir kolbasy, sir poshehonsky, sir orbita, tvorok, tvaroh, buonaro, burgos, cabreles, cantabria, cerdanyam, drunken goat, garrotxa, idiazabal, l’alt urgell, mahon, majoreo, manchego, mao, murcia, palmero, roncal, ronkari, serana, serrat, tetilla, torta del casar, tupi, valdeon, zamoano, baron, billenge, drabant, greve, graddost, kvibille, krydost, raketost, riddarost, stureost, svecia, vasterbottensost, appenzeller, emmental, raclette, sbinz, tilsiter, shabziger, britania, boccocini, Gouda, dragons breath, kingsberg, miranda, friulano, oka, monterey jack, valbert, victor et berthold, jalapeno, asadero, oaxaca, requeson, quesillo, gorgonsola, baby bell, brick, bergere, colby, cold pack, cougar gold, crowley, Dry jack, farmer, Frankenmuth, great hill blue, hubbardston blue cow, humboldt fog, leiderkranz, longhorn, muenster, new york chedder, peekskill pyramid, pinconning, pizza, plymouth, provel, shaka, teleme, texas goat, vermont, wiscounsin white.
Whew! I’m out of breath! Gosh. I don’t know. Could I try them all?
*points to gigantic table filled with samples of chedder, colby jack, swiss, blue, american, provelone, mozzarella, pepper jack, cream, cottage, bree, sardo, testouri, goat, caravene, bokmakiri, kwatio,andari, yunnan, chenna, paneerm rasgulla, naskavni,sakura, tenshi, ackawi, basket, labneh, jameed, jibneh arabian, kenafa, naboulsi, shanklish, syrian, leeghvan, tabriz, sia mazegi, emek, achuza, yak, affineur, bergkase, brimsen, dachsteiner, luneberg, tyrolean grey, beauvoorde, brussles, herve, li9mburger, maredsous, passendale, plateau de herve, prince-jean, remedou, rodoric, rubens, kashkaval, sirene, anari, halloumi, kefalotyri, abertam, olomoucke syrecky, podravec, zdenka, dimsi, pag islan, bilogorac, bilogorka, picok, ribanac, danbo, danish tilsit, esrom, havarti, saga, samsoe, aura, lappi, leipajuusto, mustaleima, oltermanni, pohjanpoika, raejuusto, bavaria blu, bordespeck, cambosola, ammental, grunlander, harzer, handkase, klutzer gold, romadur, milbenkase, tilsit, spundekas, steinbuscher, weisslacker, agylotti, anevato, aneri, anthotyro, armexia, arsenico, batzos, ble copanisti, cathoura, cephalaki, cephalograviera, chloro, corfu, elaiki, feta, fondina dodoni, formaella, galotyri, graviera, gylomeni, gylotto, halloumi, kalathaki, kasseri, katiki, kefalotyri, klotsotyri, kopansiti, ladogravieria, ladotyri, malaca, malahti, manoura, manouri, megan kopron, metsovella, metsovone, mizithra, possia, pictogalo, petroti, petrotto, prentza, san michali, scoture, sfela, stacce, sourotto, svonzo, tsalafoutti, teleme, thylicotyre, touloumotyre, tyrovolia, urtha, victoria, xanadu, xynomizithra, xynotyre, zirozoulli, zipouro, balaton, lajta, liptaur, trappista, ardrahan, coolea, cooleeney, corleggy, desmond, dubliner, durrus, doolin, gabriel, gubbeen, kilcummin, milleens, mizen, poulcoin, st. brigid, Braghe, waterford, Gbejna, amsterdam, edam, frisian, gouda, leerdammer, leyden, maasdem, parrano, roomano, spitse, gamalost, geitost, graddost, jarlsberg, norvegia, pultost, balsfjord, jaktost, Bryndza, bundz, oscypek, rokpol, stolper jungchen, twarog, tylsycki, zamojski, azeitao, cabriero de castelo branco, evora, queijo da serra, rabacal, requeijao, saloio, santarem, serpa, nisa, terrincho, branza, urda, cascaval, telemea, corastia, cas, branza de burduf, sir kolbasy, sir poshehonsky, sir orbita, tvorok, tvaroh, buonaro, burgos, cabreles, cantabria, cerdanyam, drunken goat, garrotxa, idiazabal, l’alt urgell, mahon, majoreo, manchego, mao, murcia, palmero, roncal, ronkari, serana, serrat, tetilla, torta del casar, tupi, valdeon, zamoano, baron, billenge, drabant, greve, graddost, kvibille, krydost, raketost, riddarost, stureost, svecia, vasterbottensost, appenzeller, emmental, raclette, sbinz, tilsiter, shabziger, britania, boccocini, Gouda, dragons breath, kingsberg, miranda, friulano, oka, monterey jack, valbert, victor et berthold, jalapeno, asadero, oaxaca, requeson, quesillo, gorgonsola, baby bell, brick, bergere, colby, cold pack, cougar gold, crowley, Dry jack, farmer, Frankenmuth, great hill blue, hubbardston blue cow, humboldt fog, leiderkranz, longhorn, muenster, new york chedder, peekskill pyramid, pinconning, pizza, plymouth, provel, shaka, teleme, texas goat, vermont and wiscounsin white cheese*
Sure. be my guest. Let me know when you’ve decided.
I think that I’d like to get some of the zamojski. It tasted nice. I’d also like some dragons breathe with alittle of the jalapeno too.
Zweiback! NOW!!!!!!!
I like cheese! You like cheese! Every, everybody like CHEESE! CHEESE! CHEESE!
Where is everybody?