A local lady was having breakfast at the fancy Ritz-Carlton restaurant down in Naples.
She was making a bit of a fuss.
"Now, young man," she demanded of the waiter, "make sure my toast is crisp, my egg is soft but not runny, and I will not abide sausage with the mixed grill.”
“One sight of sausage makes the short curly hairs on the back of my head stand on end."
"What a coincidence," commented the waiter, "Usually, just the sight of short curly hairs makes my sausage stand on end." |
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