Oklahoma where the wind goes sweeping downt he plains...

Well folks as you read the little soliloquy to a cheese sandwich written by my boy there, I want you to note one thing. He is an Okie. Yep I have been telling people all of his life that he is an Okie, He was not born in California but in a small town in Oklahoma. As you can see I now have proof. No one but an Okie would put that much work into the wonders of a cheese sandwich. I have to admit I was drooling as I read the story and would run to make myself a grilled cheese sandwich if I had not already eaten all the American cheese just prior to reading the story. The only problem with my proof that Josh is an Okie is that he mentions that there are any other real cheeses besides American and Velveeta. It must be all that time in California. Oh well. Sorry I don't have any real cool pictures of my lunch but next time you go to the store, look at the Velveeta rack and think of me