A man goes to restaurant noted for its beautiful waitresses and looks over the menu. Shortly, a particularly voluptuous waitress walks over and asks the man if he’s ready to order.
Looking her up and down, the man says, ‘Well, since you asked, what I’d really like us a quickie.’
Snorting with disgust, the waitress walks off. She regains her composure after a few minutes, comes back to the table, ask again asks the man for his order. Staring into her big, blue eyes, he says, ‘I already told you - I want a quickie.’ Losing her temper, the waitress slaps him across the face and storms off.
A man at the next table leans over and whispers, ‘Mate - it’s pronounced “quiche” ‘.
Boru
Looking her up and down, the man says, ‘Well, since you asked, what I’d really like us a quickie.’
Snorting with disgust, the waitress walks off. She regains her composure after a few minutes, comes back to the table, ask again asks the man for his order. Staring into her big, blue eyes, he says, ‘I already told you - I want a quickie.’ Losing her temper, the waitress slaps him across the face and storms off.
A man at the next table leans over and whispers, ‘Mate - it’s pronounced “quiche” ‘.
Boru
‘I can’t be having with this.’ - Esmeralda Weatherwax
