My head is large. Very large.
Every once in a while, stuff flows out to relieve pressure from ye olde noggin. What you see in this gallery is the overflow. Little nuggets of grey matter spillage, golden bits of cerebral waste, tasty morsels of cortexian descent.
So if you have a taste for that which can bring on bouts of Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease, dive right into the trough of cheesy comestibles at will!