The Mozzarella's Stone-Inator: flip a coin. On a heads, gain 2 income from cheese turned into gold. On tails, Monogram takes a -5 to rolls this turn as he quite foolishly ingests some of the newly transmogrified cheese spreads.
"You see Perry the Platypus, back in my teenage years, shortly after I was forcibly immigrated to America, I found myself on lean times. My bratwurst business was failing- you, you remember that one, right, no need to recap? Okay good. Anyway I was destitute! That was when I found out that the US Government offers food assistance to poor Americans. I swallowed my Drusselstinian pride, which was easy since it's extremely small, and signed up. Unfortunately, I somehow managed to acquire an outdated version of the form, and received american income assistance from the 1940s! This took the form of cheap, processed, sickly yellow cheese! Cheese once given out to every needy american, but now given only to me! I felt special at first, but it just kept coming. Day after day, I ate nothing but american cheese. I ate cheese sandwiches on slices of cheese. I ate cheese omelettes sans eggs. I even ate cheeseburgers without the burgers! It drove me near to madness! But now, Perry the Platypus, I will cease my reliance on my ex-wife's alimony checks, and end any chance of my own destitution, forever!
Or you know, at the very least, I'll have a different kind of cheese to try."