Subject: Lunch Special
From: Unicorn (unicorn@indenial.com)
Date: Wed Jun 12 2002 - 06:00:09 EDT
"Lunch Special"
The solemn-faced man entered the diner
and took the lunch counter stool next to mine.
The smiling waiter greeted the new customer
and asked if he'd like the daily special.
"What is it?" queried the unsmiling newcomer.
"Beef tongue sandwich," the waiter replied,
still smiling.
With the most disgusted expression on his face
imaginable, the man growled, "I wouldn't THINK
of eating something that came out of an animal's
mouth!!"
"Yes, sir," the undaunted waiter said; "Would you
like a menu, then?"
To which the finicky guy responded, "Oh, no --
just give me a fried egg sandwich please."
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