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I just assumed this was how Italians did capital punishment.
You get a choice: Death by cheese, death by pasta, or death by marinara
Is death by pasta being hanged?
Nah, you’re whipped to death a cat o’ nine tails made of cooked spaghetti
Half cooked spaghetti would be more durable and effective.
Al dente’s inferno
You got a genuine chuckle out of me. Life’s been a bit unkind lately, so thank you.
Making Sheogorath proud.
It just works.
I wonder what the protocol is for the cheese. Like, how much do you salvage? You’ll obviously want to save as much as possible without grossing out customers. Maybe you let the family eat the cheese most responsible for the death, as a kind of scapecheese? Or you do a reverse firing squad kind of deal where the cheeses are cleaned and randomized to share the blame.
He should have just kept opening his inventory to eat them as the fell. What a noob.
He knew the risks.
Dovahkin, on a nearby mountain top: “Uh oh! Overencumbered. Hmmm… I don’t think I need all these wheels of cheese now that I have 30 million health potions. Off you go!”
Meanwhile
Italian man: “I sure hope I don’t get crushed under the weight of thousands of falling cheese wheels, today.”
As much as this is tragic, I can’t help but think about that episode of TNG when Worf got hit by a falling barrel and nearly died.
https://media.tenor.com/XbPBguZizYkAAAAd/worf-the-next-generation.gif
What a cheesy way to die.
Not very gouda.
Mama mia.
I can’t even imagine what your last sight would be like
“Do you think they got a new shipment of cheese wheels in the corner market today?”
“Look. This is every cheese wheel in the game.”
“Townton is so beautiful this time of day.”
insane laugh
/haver
The fate of one of the many unnamed NPC residents of Townton
