#cheesedream

[thegalvanizedstaff]

Look at this bitch!!! He doesn't know how to count backwards!!?

I'm learning to love my artstyle lol lmao, I'm so cool ...

[grantlbartdisaster]

I had a dream that involved one of my mutuals going a giant rant about different kind of cheeses and after read a dissection on cheeses I thought "Man it's just about cheese Man"

Which is weird as I hold strong cheese opinions when I am awake

[newboland]

Sometimes, I dream about cheese.

[jemsabre]

Mozzarella Before Bed

I was being held against my will by some creepy old man. At the end my sister was stuck too. While he was distracted i called 911. My sister was crying later and he was getting off on my making her feel better. Eventually an ambulance showed up. There was also a bus. He tried to say that we were special kids and we needed to go in that bus. I was freaking out cause i was afraid he would believe him. "Are you going to put us in the right car?" "Yes" "in the ambulance?" "Yes" then the old man was like "have a nice time sweeties" as he approached me. I got in his face and told him he better back the fuck off.

[owensherwood]

Important note taking. #owensherwoodillustrator #artteacher #batman #cheesedream #fineliner #highlighter #sketchbook https://www.instagram.com/p/BqiWkAknNJG/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1pne8bmwsm8tm

[trowelandfork]

Am I dreaming? A #cheese vending machine? Dreams do come true. #bratislava #slovakia “Traditional Slovak cheeses” 🦄🐑🧀 *** Tradičiné slovenské syry #paranice #korbačiky #ostiepky #bryndza #mlieko #agrofarma #orava #dairy #cheese #fromage #syr #käse #cheesevendingmachine #cheesedream #sheepcheese #nom #foodporn #foodgram #instafood #freshfood #f52grams #yum #slovakfood #slovakia #vegetarian #instafood #slovenskesyry #pressburg #bratislava #Pozsony #sajt (at Bratislava, Slovakia)

[cheesedeutung]

cheddar

“I was Jack Black. I was working as a stunt double. I was required to swing myself Tarzan-like across a dangerous canyon to land on a cliff. The piece of rope I used was very thin - more like a light pull cord. I swung across. I had some kind of interlocutor who was shouting instructions across the canyon (possibly actual me for whom Jack Black me was acting as a double?). The cliff was strewn with giant light blue eggs some of which were broken. There were also bones, feathers and the remains of bird foetuses. The interlocutor told me to grab an egg and swing back 'before the albatross awakes'. But the eggs were all slightly different and I found it hard to choose. Finally I shouted back that I'd found one that resembled the plastic egg inside a Kinder Surprise. I clutched this to my chest and tried to swing back to where the interlocutor was standing. At this point the mother albatross (who actually resembled a pterodactyl) stirred and began to pursue me. I woke up and checked my phone (except I was actually still asleep although no longer Jack Black). I had a message from my friend S who sent me an obscure joke about Somerset that I didn't understand along with an image of a very fat horse from an 18th century pamphlet. I consulted today's newspaper for clarification and found the front page dominated by a story of dead fish washed up on the banks of British rivers. They had been able to 'make the jump' (some kind of annual migration) due to dramatic changes in temperature which caused their blood to cease flowing.”

- HP

[cheesedeutung]

mozzarella di bufala

One could consider this to be a dream with "two degrees of cheese". The bit of the dream that is the most vivid: my friends JBR and SD, grinning madly, were doing cocaine on the first balcony of a condo complex at night (architecture in the Yann Weymouth style, with pretentious concrete spiralling structure). It somehow felt like California. I was sleeping in a tent under their windows, eating mozzarella di buffala as if it was an apple, watching the whole scene. The night before I had a giant pizza with huge amounts of mozzarella di bufala.