Mature Cheese: Dinner with A Big Man’s Son

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I have a friend who loves everything big- big talk, big dreams, big lifestyle. He never misses a chance to show off. One weekend, he invited me over for a friendly dinner. When I got there, the table was already set with all kinds of light meals. The seats were arranged nicely, with him sitting at the head of the table, surrounded by a few of his other friends.

He had saved a seat for me by his right, and I gladly took it. From the moment I sat down, he began talking- boasting. He told me how much money he spent to prepare everything on the table. He kept repeating how he could even do more, that he was the son of a "big man" and would never settle for anything less than quality.

Then he waved his hand over the table and said, “Just look at these meals- even down to the cheese!” He picked a slice and turned to me, “Have you ever seen cheese like this?”

“I have,” I replied casually.

He leaned in and said, “No, not just anyhow cheese, I mean "MATURE CHEESE" Like this one here.” I asked "which one be mature cheese, which one be immature cheese?". We all burst into laughter and
at that moment, the last friend we were waiting for walked in and we prayed over the food and began eating.

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