Meet Cheese
I mean where do I even start? I’m a proud mother, dairy product, not to mention multi-award-winner, hailing from the county Cork. I’ve always been a winner, from whey back. Not that I’m counting or anything, but I could probably give Sonia O’Sullivan a run for her money in the medal department.
But Beef? He really grates on my nerves. Big whoop, you won the Blas na hEireann award (am I even pronouncing it correctly?). Come back to me when you’ve got as many as I have. I’d be all day counting them, but as I said, I don’t like to go on about it. I mean I’m the mature one here.
That’s the thing when you’re from Cork ya know. You don’t feel the need to wear the ear off everyone about all your achievements. Not like certain “meats” I know. All I can say is, look Beef, enjoy your 15 minutes right.
Now I’ve got to run, I’m late to meet my friend Brie.
