... it's a brieze to keep milking it.

Emmental y'all about this: those who gruyère up with the Swiss Goumbdas knew to keep their holey mouths shut. Th' edam mob would cut out your tongue otherwise. You don't have to be aged (cam om, Bert, yer not that old) to remember the bad old days when mozz'a rellatives of someone might end up the victims of a double mobster.

There was one guy in particular, named Lester Wensleydale (he was an import from Lancashire)... killed so many both on the runny and in their homes that they called him Red Lester. Took their lives and eneuf chattel to turn their families into paupers. There's stilaton of people who remember the bad old days, hiding in roque forts up in the hills, hoping to be left provalone ... ah siago again, sorry. Hard to forget, that's all.