United we stand, divided we fall...kind of like a swiss cheese hat in hell

Speaking of hell, why are there only 10 circles?  Maybe the 11th circle of hell, the place where cheese goes to die and grow delicious mold for eternity was too much for a 14th century Italian pagan mind to grasp: “Sono tormentato dall'inferno del formaggio dei diavoli!”

 

All a padre had to do was show a slice of cheddar in the form of a cross or maybe a bowl of melted holy cheese (kind of a fondue of the sacrament) to a pagan and bam!  Headcheese everywhere!

 

My father in law talks about headcheese, like hog head cheese.  I guess you just can’t find good hog head cheese like you use to.  The same thing is true about popcorn machines and communists.