UPDATE FROM ENGLAND?
We hope you're okay, sir.
(Thanks to Amanda)
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The Running of the Bulls it aint
Posted by: CoastRaven | May 30, 2006 at 02:18 PM
Of course not, Coast - you don't get cheese from bulls.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 30, 2006 at 02:21 PM
I chedder to think what would happen to Mr. blog if he had to chase his cheese.
Posted by: Mikey | May 30, 2006 at 02:22 PM
The unusual event has been celebrated for centuries and is thought to have its roots in a heathen festival to celebrate the return of spring.
What happened to just getting drunk and dancing nekkid?
Posted by: fivver | May 30, 2006 at 02:28 PM
fivver - that comes after they have their way with the cheese.
NTTAWWT
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | May 30, 2006 at 02:33 PM
It would take a LOT of alcohol for me to muenster up the courage to do that.
Posted by: CoastRaven | May 30, 2006 at 02:38 PM
The organisers said the number of injuries was comparatively low.
"We usually average around 30-40 people who need treatment," said Jim Jones, operations training manager for St John's Ambulance.
He almost sounds disappointed.
Posted by: KOW | May 30, 2006 at 02:42 PM
or edam and weep.
woulda, shoulda, gouda.
ricotta go now.
Posted by: BS | May 30, 2006 at 02:44 PM
What will those crazy Brits think of next?
Posted by: Sarah J | May 30, 2006 at 02:52 PM
Pride goeth brie-fore a fall.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 30, 2006 at 02:58 PM
Thank goodness they didn't conduct this in Nazareth, England. Cheeses of Nazareth?
Posted by: pogo | May 30, 2006 at 02:59 PM
*snork* at pogo!!
Posted by: crossgirl | May 30, 2006 at 03:01 PM
Is it so hard to catch CHEESE?
Posted by: Punkin Poo | May 30, 2006 at 03:47 PM
Punkin, it's easier to cut.
Posted by: fivver | May 30, 2006 at 03:51 PM
where daredevils chase giant cheeses
That's a place I'd rather not visit.
Posted by: Olo Baggins of Bywater | May 30, 2006 at 04:01 PM
Thanks for taking the detour around the high road, fivver!
Posted by: Punkin Poo | May 30, 2006 at 04:10 PM
Naturally, the only music you could be listening to whilst reading this blog would be The String Cheese Incident
Q: What did Little Miss Muffet and the former Soviet Army have in common?
A: Both had curds (not Kurds)in the whey (not way).
With all these cheesy puns, should the blog start a digest?
Posted by: PirateBoy | May 30, 2006 at 04:56 PM
I'm allergic to dairy products. I can't even read jokes about cheese.
Posted by: Mikey | May 30, 2006 at 05:14 PM
A guy walks into a clothing store, and asks the clerk for "milk-colored" shoes. After looking for a while in the store room, the sales clerk returned and told the man "I'm sorry, sir, but I've never heard of 'milk colored shoes' before. I'm afraid we don't carry them."
"Sure you do," exclaimed the man, "I want a pair exactly lactose I saw in your display window."
(Sorry, I had to milk that one a little bit)
Posted by: Pirateboy | May 30, 2006 at 05:24 PM
Here's an idea: Instead of flying from, say, Australia or the US, why don't they just buy their own dinner-plate sized cheese, roll it around in the yard for a while, and then eat that?
Posted by: mUFFLES | May 30, 2006 at 05:55 PM
What, nobody's cheesed off?
And for a whole wheel of Double Gloucester (that's glosster to those who don't know)any cheese fan would happily roll down a hill.
Posted by: ParrotWoman | May 30, 2006 at 05:59 PM
"Mmmmm... how about a bit of Wensleydale, Gromit?"
Posted by: Cat R. | May 30, 2006 at 09:13 PM
pogo (& y'all) --
If they'd decide to have a festival like this in the USA, and had it in Monterey, Jack Bauer could just shoot the cheeses in the ... um ... nevemind ...
Posted by: O. the U(manity) | May 30, 2006 at 09:29 PM
They were chasing a gaggle of cheese! They're lucky they didn't fly away.
Posted by: daisymae | May 30, 2006 at 10:17 PM
The funny thing is that they have been racing the cheese for 500 years, and the cheese always wins... PEOPLE OF GLOUCESTERSHIRE. MAYBE IT'S TIME TO CONCEDE TO THE CHEESE! LET'S FACE IT, YOU'LL NEVER BE BETTER THAN CHEEDAR!
Posted by: Matt Morrison | May 30, 2006 at 10:55 PM
Matt - Cheddars never win, and winners never er, 'ched.'
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | May 31, 2006 at 01:40 AM