I like foot cheese

I've noticed that whenever my feet get crusty and I give myself a pedicure the shavings from my feet look just like parmesan cheese. And if you look you can't even tell the difference. And in fact I've even eaten them before. And I actually like the taste. I'm not sure how to describe it but I like it.

(For anybody wondering I'm talking about the skin from underneath the souls of my feet not toenail clippings)

 

This is the weirdest thread I've woken up to in a comatose state.

 

This is the first thread on khv in a while that has made me feel sick. I mean good for you but... ew.

 

I think I just threw up a little..Why would you want to share this?!

 

Is it too late to nominate this for weirdest thread or.

 

Underneath the souls of your feet? What grade are you in? It's soles.

You freakin idiot.

 

Might wanna get used to it, bro.

 

Okay that's just... ugh. *shivers*

 

I could go for some parmesan right about now, care to share?

 

Oh god wat

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Part of me is creeped out and disgusted by this thread, but the other part of me wants to try it out and see what it tastes like @_@

 

I'd beg to differ. My feet have the kindest hearted souls I've ever known.

 

"But you're supposed to be a merry old soul..."

"Hurrrr! Not me, pal. But you'll soon be feeling my merry old sole on the top of your puny heads!"

 

FLAVIUS
Hence! home, you idle creatures get you home:
Is this a holiday? what! know you not,
Being mechanical, you ought not walk
Upon a labouring day without the sign
Of your profession? Speak, what trade art thou?

First Commoner
Why, sir, a carpenter.

MARULLUS
Where is thy leather apron and thy rule?
What dost thou with thy best apparel on?
You, sir, what trade are you?

Second Commoner
Truly, sir, in respect of a fine workman, I am but,
as you would say, a cobbler.

MARULLUS
But what trade art thou? answer me directly.

Second Commoner
A trade, sir, that, I hope, I may use with a safe
conscience; which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles.

MARULLUS
What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade?

Second Commoner
Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet,
if you be out, sir, I can mend you.

MARULLUS
What meanest thou by that? mend me, thou saucy fellow!

Second Commoner
Why, sir, cobble you.

FLAVIUS
Thou art a cobbler, art thou?

Second Commoner
Truly, sir, all that I live by is with the awl: I
meddle with no tradesman's matters, nor women's
matters, but with awl. I am, indeed, sir, a surgeon
to old shoes; when they are in great danger, I
recover them. As proper men as ever trod upon
neat's leather have gone upon my handiwork.

 

Foot cheese.
I just threw up a little.

 

r u kiddin

 

OH.
My.
GOD.

VERY.
GOD.

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I'm gonna walk away now... very slowly... and pretend I never saw thi- *runs away super super fast*