This is how I make a grilled cheese sandwich. (grammar stylisticly omitted, sorry)
So I've buttered a piece of bread, and I'm slicing some cheese, when the cheddar's all, yeah? you think you can cut me that thin? we'll see, bitch! and we fight a while and I keep cuttin and the slices are thicker than I want, and he's all, yeah, you like that, and I'm all, you know what, dude and I stick'im on the piece of bread in the frying pan and turn on the heat. He's all oh, you think it's that easy? I'm sharp cheddar cheese, man! and I just keep buttering the other piece of bread and stick it on top of him, and then he's starting to feel the heat, and he's like MOTHER FUCKER and I'm like, yeah, I'm fuckin' your mother, and he's like Son of a B! and I'm all yeah, you're a son of a B I'd know I do her all the time and he's just so mad, he's just so mad, he can't move, he's stuck to the bread, and, this is the only way to do it, you know, make'em so made they can't move. So I delivered the killing blow, you know? So I took a spatula and flipped him over. Yeah. And he was so mad he couldn't do anything, he just bubbled and melted on to the other piece of bread, and you know that was pretty much the end.