The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for February 09, 2016

Definitely cheesy pickup lines.

Right, and I wonder if cows have anything to do with it.

You’ll be bleu cheese once she turns you down.

They’re grating on her nerves.

Our daughter calls Kraft slices government cheese (go figure).

Uh-oh… it’s the Pastis Patrol.I was never here.Nobody saw me.

What a friend we have in cheeses.

A bunch of singles looking to make a paircheesi.

You want a slice of me???

You want a slice of me???

Really, she shouldn’t talk….And I don’t mean just because she’s a slice of cheese… heck, this is a cartoon.

I mean because she’s kind of a phony herself….pasteurised cheese “product”…She’s pale, and thin….. calls herself Swiss, when we all know she’s American.

She’ll string these guys along, letting them pay her whey…But after they Cheshire all night, she cuts out and goes home alone to her cottage. Cheese!What a bunch of bologna… that’s the real meat of it.

With pick-up lines like that, it’s easy to see why the cheese stands alone.

BTW… I wish they wouldn’t call that sticky yellow processed junk “American” cheese….

Kraft Singles aren’t even allowed to be labeled cheese at all…and to me, they’re pretty awful.

But to be fair, it’s not because they’re not at least mostly made from real milk and cheese…. the problem is that it’s thinned out with water and oils…ground up, blended and cooked.

There are worse ones out there…. generic brands of “slices” with almost no milk, made mostly from vegetable oil and whey.I really hate seeing young mothers buying that stuff for their kids.

Kraft does make real cheese, as well… not the best, but at least it’s natural cheese, like sharp cheddar, and mozzarella. “Government cheese” to most people isn’t Kraft Singles, or any commercial product…it’s the several-pound blocks of unsliced yellow processed cheese, made from surplus milk….ie, milk bought from farmers as a price support measure…then handed out, in plain tag-board boxes, in food commodity programs for low income seniors and families.

It’s still given to disaster victims and school lunch programs, and maybe elsewhere.

It, too, is blended from several varieties of cheese, ground and cooked, but it’s cheesier and slightly better-tasting than most “singles.” (Though not good. )

It’s the same as what came on your cheeseburger before pre-wrapped singles were invented.

I’d say something about being real cheesy, but Susan explained it so well….

Whew! Who cut the cheese?

No more pickup lines. Just let me brie.

Men who try to pick up women in bars are Muensters.

Very krafty indeed. These pickup lines were aged for years in a cellar!

She missed that imported brie she used to see. He had a whey about him. She just melted.

I think the 2 guys actually make a great pair. My favorite cheese

The Compté (who was, in fact, the Dauphin) called out to my Baby (‘Belle’) “Gotcha real Gouda” !“Madrona mia – Don’t turn on the Heat,she cried, "Just take it Legato. I’m feeling *Pourly.

“Hoyel cow, he replied “Don’t give me all that Pallone – don’t come the Prima Donna with me. Anyway, that dress gives you a Vasterbottenost”

She turned away, saying "I’m not here to Winnermer Legacy from someone with such a tiny Pecorino<$, so…Genne Lost*….Anyway, where’s Waldo?

with all of the CHEESE jokes, hope someone CUTS IT out.

try hitting on Monterey, Jack

They’re mac’n cheese!

So bad, I had to laugh.