Sorry American Cheese.
You've never been my favorite.
I tried, really I did.
People told me you were the best as a grilled cheese sandwich.
Then during a visit to Canada, there you were calling yourself Canadian Cheese.
You have no shame.
You'd probably rename a family member for a sale, wouldn't you?
So when a co-worker shared with me that her husband calls you Band-aid Cheese?
I had hysterics at your expense.
No, really. I laughed pretty danged hard.
You call yourself cheese?
You ought to be ashamed!