It was the year 2005, and Ross and I came out to Tillamook for a weekend getaway. We stayed at the lovely Shilo Inn, which really is affordable excellence. We toured the Cheese Factory and sampled some squeaky cheese, and thought to ourselves, who in the hell would move here ON PURPOSE! And we went home, thankful to be free of the pestilent odor of cow manure.
Well, we just couldn't get enough of that squeaky cheese,...
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