Damn straight. If you go to Wisconsin and try to pass off any of that Kraft, individually-wrapped, processed cheese product as actual cheese, you may just get your ass kicked. It’d be like trying to pass off the piss they drink in Wisconsin as beer to a German.
No, its’ better than that. He emptied it into his own squad car. And in a real tribute to his training, he never even hit the handcuffed suspect he had inside the squad car.
“I’m hit! I’m hit!”