"Miss, I ordered eggs. What are these?"
"We're not sure, but the boss thinks they may be from a parallel dimension. He's very excited, though it is a departure from his stated line of research."
"That's great. Where are my eggs?"
"Well, either orbiting Neptune, or an object of worship on Earth 32."
Me. As long as there are cheese fries. and not cheese sauce. ACTUAL cheese. Though, I know that there are people who prefer that, so we should have both on the menu.
Me. As long as there are cheese fries. and not cheese sauce. ACTUAL cheese. Though, I know that there are people who prefer that, so we should have both on the menu.
We can have both. Fromage fries and fauxmage fries.
Man, if only y'all were serious. I could conceivably open Nerdbar within a year.
We can have both. Fromage fries and fauxmage fries.
HAR. Think about how much fun we would have naming things on the menu.
Site of the next Buffista Prom?
HAR. Think about how much fun we would have naming things on the menu.
Hee.
Fish platter: Filet of Ariel. Guaranteed 100% dolphin-free.
I need lunch.
Lunch lives where Art Fair is.
I refuse to go to Art Fair.
Dangit.
I have to suck it up and go thru Art Fair.
grumblegrumblegrumble
God, is Art Fair this week?
Cheese fries with real cheese are good if the real cheese doesn't go all oily when melted.