Jimmy Jim Jimmers the second was a highly respected scientist. He liked cheese. Most any kind, really. Right now he was focusing on the test tube in his hand. It bubbled and frothed with promise. If everything worked out , it could solve world hunger.
"That's it? Your magnificent potion? Bah!" His French collogue scoffed, "Now how does it work? Like will it-"
Yes," Jim stared at him raising the potion high, "it will turn the earth's moon into green cheese."
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