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3dRose fl_105007_1 I Believe in Cheese Graters Garden Flag, 12 by 18-Inch

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12 x 18 inch Garden Flag
  • Overall dimension (in inches): 12 x 18; image size (in inches): 10 x 10
  • Made of 100% single-ply semi-opaque polyester
  • Image is printed on one side, with a lighter image visible on the backside
  • Suitable for hanging from a flag pole (8mm in diameter), on a wall, ceiling, banisters or doors
  • Hanging hardware/pole not included
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Size: 12 x 18 inch Garden Flag
  • Product Dimensions: 12 x 18 inches ; 1.1 ounces
  • Shipping Weight: 1 pounds (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Shipping: This item is also available for shipping to select countries outside the U.S.
  • Origin: USA
  • ASIN: B00BRF80HC
  • Item model number: fl_105007_1
  • Average Customer Review: 3.7 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (3 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #180,467 in Patio, Lawn & Garden (See Top 100 in Patio, Lawn & Garden)
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Size: 12 x 18 inch Garden Flag

I Believe In Cheese Graters Flag is a creative way to celebrate all year round by adding a little bit of color and fun. Made of 100% single-ply semi-opaque polyester with the image printed on one side; a lighter image will be visible on the backside. Hang using a pole, on the wall, ceiling, banister, and door or anywhere you feel the need to add a splash of color. Hanging hardware/pole not included.

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6 of 6 people found the following review helpful By Hasty on August 12, 2013
Size Name: 12 x 18 inch Garden Flag
I do not believe in cheese graters. I believed shredded cheese evolved from milk-based apes millions of years ago. You people and your cheese grater worship is just ignorant and sad.
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7 of 8 people found the following review helpful By T. Allen on July 27, 2013
Size Name: 12 x 18 inch Garden Flag
True story: 12 or so years ago, I took some time attempting to repair a broken relationship with my aunt. I won't go into the particulars but let's just say that my childhood would have been considerably more comfortable without her. But regardless, a family is a family and I was turning the other cheek and trying to make the aforementioned reparations (LOL, I'm sorry, that was lengthy and unnecessary rambling. We're off to a bad start here:)). We were in her kitchen at her house, arguing loudly. She's saying she's right, I'm saying I'm right. I'm saying she's wrong, she's saying I'm wrong. Back and forth. Back and forth. For several hours we argued until I finally threw my hands up and said "Enough!" and, upset, picked up my coffee mug and threw it across the room where it then shattered against the wall. SMASH! The look on her face was frightening. Like disbelief, obviously, but also a tinge of psychotic. I was scared, sure, but I couldn't have anticipated what she did next. She got up, turned and opened a drawer and from that drawer she grabbed a carrot peeler! My first instinct was to smile because I thought 'I'm her nephew-she's not going to stab me. And she's definitely not going to stab me with a carrot peeler!' Nope, she stabbed me. In the neck. I was sitting there at the table smiling and she grabbed the carrot peeler, took two steps toward me, reeled back then drove that carrot-husking spike home to the hilt, deep in my neck, like I was some kind of rabbit vampire. I guess the silver lining is she only stabbed me once.

So there we were, I'm sitting in the chair and she's standing over me, maybe anticipating a certain reaction, maybe not. Maybe she was sure there would be no reaction because of the incomprehensible method and delivery of such barbarity. Who knows.
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful By A. Wolf on July 29, 2013
Size Name: 12 x 18 inch Garden Flag
It happened some time around mid-June in 2003, but I remember it like it was yesterday. I was driving down New Mexico SR 82, near Roswell. I guess it was maybe 10 pm or so, since the stars were out in full force, and I started to hear some sort of strange humming sound. I turned off the radio and noticed it was coming from outside the car, and that's when I saw it, right in front of me. I slammed the brakes a mere twenty feet from it.

My headlights glinted off of its shiny chrome exterior. It was all-metal, smallish, and kind of a shape between a cube and a pyramid, with a squarish arch along the top: just like others have reported! Little oval port-holes lined the entire wall of the object on the side which faced me. As the small, foreign device hovered there in the air, a large, deep-orange-colored block perhaps half the size of the diminutive craft floated right up to it from the grass where it had been resting. It pressed against the metal surface, and a soft scraping sound emanated from the device. I could suddenly smell the earthen tang of freshly-cut, aged cheddar; but how? The block of cheese had merely glided along the surface of this unusual craft! And yet, as I watched, shredded cheese magically appeared beneath the device, falling delicately to the pavement below.

I don't remember much after that. I passed out for what must have been an hour, given that my car had burned through half a tank while idling. When I came to, all signs of the craft had disappeared, save a small amount of cheddar dust resting right there on the asphalt under the glare of my car lights. I know it's hard to accept, and many people have called me fool; but I will NOT be silenced! The truth must be set free. I cannot possibly be the only person to have seen this thing, I said to myself, and I soon discovered I was not alone.

You may choose to believe, or not to believe. But I will forever remember my close encounter of the Formaggio Kind.
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