How to Disarm a Cheeseball

So I went to the flat of my fantastic Quebecois friends Nathalie and Mathieu on Friday night. They were having a bit of a "wine and cheese" type of get together on their monstrous deck overlooking the harbour in Marina Del Rey. Of all the entertaining incidents that occurred as the evening passed none was more entertaining that the slaying of an unknown, delinquent and disowned cheeseball by our hero Marc Rubone. The esteemed Marc Rubone, compositing wizard at Rhythm and Hues Studios, following the consumption of what I believe to be one too many "vodka and redbulls" (yes, I said it was a wine and cheese party) made the startling realization that said cheap Cheddar cheeseball (brought to the party by an as yet to be made known guest) still lingering on the cheese plate was "giving him attitude." It is indeed a little difficult to understand what, if any, attitude a cheeseball could project, however, I believe it may have "looked at him funny." In the ensuing face-off Marc attempted to ascertain the cheeseball's point of origin by direct interrogation ("Duuuude, like, where are you from?") however, when this failed to yield appropriate results, he was forced to "take him out" medieval-like and pulverized the cheeseball with a shot glass and the used rind of a lime. As best as I can describe it, the scene was like a "never before seen" footage out-take from the film "Animal House." A la "Blutowsky kills the cheeseball." Fortunately for all those present, the cheeseball did not put up a fight. Things ended rather unceremoniously as Mr. Rubone proceeded to pontificate about "cheddar cheese as a metaphor for production values on the Chronicles of Narnia." But I digress... Thanks to Nathalie and Mathieu for letting Blutowsky in the door!