I'm glad Gromit is made of CHEESE because otherwise I would have had to call shenanigans.
Ick, I hate it when I end up sleeping in the mustard spot.
I ran out of cheese, my life is just awful.
The order is what really counts.
Can you imagine how long it takes this guy to fold his toilet paper before he wipes?
I make a great snack! I'll even sing you a song while you eat me!
Now putting chips on your sandwich won't disturb the delicate flavor balance.