Do not tempt the proud stalks of my people. We shan't be swayed, only glazed in the golden richness of the sharpest Cheddars!
Dare you threaten a night of broken broccoli??!
Do not tempt the proud stalks of my people. We shan't be swayed, only glazed in the golden richness of the sharpest Cheddars!
Dare you threaten a night of broken broccoli??!
We don't need none of your type 'round here. If you're going to stay, I've got a lovely flair ready for you.