Dragonfree's Nominations

As he inserted the three-pronged utensil into the cheese, it oozed liquid. He paused, then, just as he broke off a piece and was about to insert it into his mouth, one of the underlings screeched, like nails raking against a chalkboard. I'm half-sure it was a man, though you couldn't tell just from the voice (not that I could blame the guy).

"S-something in the cheese just MOVED."

"Oh, " Brody said, placid smile still plastered to his face. "That would be the maggots."

"… Brody, " I said, voice shaking with hardly suppressed anger. "Are you trying to kill us?"

He blinked, taken aback, reacting as if I had just cursed in front of his precious maggot-infested child; he did everything but cover the virgin ears of his surrogate cheese child, but I'd almost swear, if cheese had ears, he would have done it. "Tabitha! It's a delicacy!"
Then he folded his arms across his chest. "That's how you know it's still good."

The incredibly brave and or stupid guy chickened out at the last second, abandoning the fork into the middle of the pit of hell that was Casu marzu. I felt sorry for that fork.