Let me begin by saying how much I love, and I mean love cheese. In fact, I still remember the day my mom brought home a gigantic box of Cheezits for the first time ever. I took a handful, ran back to the living room to play, and ran back in for another handful, back and forth for about 45 minutes. I first learned about my cheese addiction when I ran back in for another scoop, only to hit the bottom of the box where only crumbs and sadness remained. Yes, I ate an entire box of Cheezits at about age 6, I am not proud of this.

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