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If someone ever tells you that you put too much parmesan cheese

If someone ever tells you that you put too much parmesan cheese on your pasta,
stop talking to them.
You don't need that kind of negativity in your life.

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The Sleeping Wallflower* 1 decade ago

My dad again!!!!

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posted July 1, 2013 at 10:10pm UTC tagged with food, cheese, pasta, negativity, funny

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If anyone ever tells you you put you much Parmesan cheese on your pasta, stop talking to them. You don't need that kind of negativity in your life.