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Cheesus Lives!

I am Cheesus and I spread the gospel that is cheese.

It is written in the Book of Jilltwiss.blogspot.com that 3 Wise Men brought gifts unto the Baby Cheesus: Cheddar, Munster, and Bleu. I am the same Cheesus that madeth the face of Virgin Mary appear on a grilled cheese sandwich on Ebay. To pay homage to the grilled cheese sandwiches I will be hosting a pilgrimage to Grilled Cheese NYC, a restaurant in the lower east side that sells only grilled cheese sandwiches and variations of it. I got this vision from the Food Channel angels that these people were doing the good works of I, Cheesus.

Together, We will walk up the Swiss mountain top and drink from the Kraft Rivers and shredded mozzerella shall dry the tears of the poor. Cheesus will never part a sea of cheese because it deserves to be basked in, like cheese topped garlic bread.

And when you have a problem choosing an item on a menu; ask yourself: "What would Cheesus do?" And then you can proceed to pick anything made of, topped with, or stuffed with cheese.
I do not forsake my lactose intolerant children, Cheesus has many alternatives, unfortunatly Soy Cheese is the Devil's work and you should risk constipation or diarrhea to show respect to me.

Cheesus Loves You. Amen.

Posted by TastyKeish at 2:08 AM


Cheesue Saves! This was the funniest blog yet. And soy cheese is not a product of the devil, cheeseburgers are.
I'm sorry I cannot me a cheese disciple b/c I am in the wonderful land of Syracuse. Have a cheese sandwich on me. All praise to Cheesus!

By Blogger Dorian Chandler, at 3:03 AM  

From the Book of Gouda, Chapter 12, verses 23-27:

While the disciples were eating, Cheesus took bread, broke it, gave thanks, and said:

"Take this bread and eat it. This isn't my body, but a thin slice of my body goes great on this with some smoked turkey and a little mayo."

Later, Cheesus took the cup. Again He gave thanks, gave the cup to His disciples and said:

"This is plain old wine, but it goes GREAT with Me. What's everybody waiting for? Have a little taste. Come on. Not you, Judas."

By Blogger Joe, at 4:15 AM  

Thank you Joe for spreading the word of Cheesus. I would like to point out one thing, Cheesus is woman. Just so there won't be any confusion between me and that Jesus guy... So,when you have a slice of me, it is a slice of my supple breasts.

Cheesus Loves Joe. Amen

By Blogger TastyKeish, at 4:38 AM  

i am now a fan of cheese. i would like to extend my cheese buds by tasting cheese that taste like breasts. or the other way around.

By Blogger hmtgo, at 6:06 PM  

Oh my! That was too funny! Thanks for the laugh!

By Blogger jsdaughter, at 12:04 AM  

I do believe in cheesus! how I worship those golden mountains with delight. Cheesus give me thy precious gouda so that I can know the pleasures of worshiping you.


By Anonymous Anonymous, at 1:22 AM  

I love pizzas with extra Cheesus h Christ

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