The stinky cheese man and other politically incorrect bedtime stories
Have you ever read the story of the Stinky Cheese Man? Very appropriate in this spot:
Narrator: Once upon a time there was a little old woman and a little old man who lived together in a little old house. They were lonely. So the little old lady decided to make a man out of stinky cheese. She gave him a piece of bacon for a mouth and two olives for eyes and put him in the oven to cook. When she opened the oven to see if he was done, the smell knocked her back.
Old Lady Phew! What is that terrible smell?
Narrator: The Stinky Cheese Man hopped out of the oven and ran out the door.
Stinky Cheese Man: Run run run as fast as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the Stinky Cheese Man!
Narrator: The little old lady and the little old man sniffed the air.
Old Man: I;m not really very hungry.
Old Lady: I'm not really all that lonely.
Narrator: So they didn't chase the Stinky Cheese Man. The Stinky Cheese Man ran and ran until he met a cow eating grass in the field.
Cow: Wow! What ís that awful smell?
Stinky Cheese Man: I've run away from a little old lady and a little old man and I can run away from you, too, I can.
Run run run as fast as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the Stinky Cheese Man.
Cow: I'll bet you could give someone two or three stomachaches. I think I'll just eat weeds.
Narrator: So the cow didn't chase the Stinky Cheese Man either. The Stinky Cheese Man ran and ran until he met some kids playing outside school.
Girl: Gross! What ís that nasty smell?
Stinky Cheese Man: I've run away from a little old lady, and a little old man, and a cow, and I can run away from you, too, I can. Run run run as fast as you can. You can't catch me. I'm the Stinky Cheese Man!
Narrator: The little boy looked up and sniffed the air.
Boy: If we catch him, our teacher will probably make use eat him. Let's get out of here!
Narrator: So the kids didn't chase the Stinky Cheese Man either. By and by the Stinky Cheese Man came to a river with no bridge.
Stinky Cheese Man: How will I ever cross this river? It's too big to jump, and if I try to swim across Iíll probably fall apart.
Narrator: Just then the sly fox (who shows up in a lot of stories like these) poked his head out of the bushes.
Fox: Why, just hop on my back and I'll carry you across, Stinky Cheese Man.
Stinky Cheese Man: How do I know you won't eat me?
Fox: Trust me!
Narrator: So the Stinky Cheese Man hopped on the fox's back. The fox swam to the middle of the river.
Fox: Oh man! What ís that funky smell?
Narrator: The fox coughed, gagged, and sneezed, and the Stinky Cheese Man flew off his back and into the river where he fell apart.
I am betting he was made of Brie.