End This Hate!

For the love of cheese, its time we take a pause on these threads where one person despises the other person and get this place back on track, so let me tell you this tale about Billy and his never-ending love of cheese.

Billy lived in a small cottage just south of mt. hood in Oregon. The year was 1990 and he lived just south of mt. hood selling cheese to the locals who came by and said it was the best goddamn cheese. Then one day, a lady named Marie Gouda came about and had some been with Billy. Billy was not selling any gouda. Not even the smoked kind. So Marie decided it was time to help out Billy. Billy declined and banned Mariee from the store and despised her. Before yu know it, now she was living in the area and opened her own shop only selling gouda. The rivalry between the two was endless and never-ending until one day, Billy decided to give her a visit. She declined and banned him. The rivalry was getting intense. Before you knew it, both were calling the FBI accusing the other one of being the Unabomber only in the hopes that either business would crumble. Then one day, the were both walking on the street in a local town and ran right into each other. Both holding cheese. Then before they realized it, a piece of gouda went into Billy's mouth and a piece of cheddar into Marie's, but then she realized a bit of havarti had also made its way inside. Then they got up and both cried in amazement and realized this conflict was no longer worthwhile. Ever since, both shops have been running perfectly until Billy's store was traded by smurfs and Mariee's blown up by Gargamel.

Moral of the story is that we should shove more cheese into our mouths and make peace with one another, but do be warned, those smurfs are crazy. So lets have a discussion and ease..ooze the cheesy tensions.