Cheese massacre

On the morning of some random summer day that I am unfortunately too lazy to remember but yes.

God reincarnated for like the 400th time to tell me and my group of convicted war criminals to commit yet another massacre on food because why not.

It began with me pulling out a box of cheese and unwrapping the entire thing. And we put the gigantic amalgamation of cold cow piss on a butcher board at exactly 90 degrees on each side.

And so the lighters and the matches came out. We lit up the cheese like the first of July and turned cold cow piss into a crispy milky burnt Dorito.

Me and my friends got bored and we got like seven more blocks of cow piss frozen edition and committed mass genocide.

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