“Oh, waiter!”
“Yes.”
“I’m not satisfied with this Alfredo sauce.”
“Oh. Let me taste it. […] It tastes like perfectly fine Alfredo sauce to me.”
“It does? To me this tastes like my husband.”
“Your husband?”
“Yes, husband. I mean I do like the taste of my husband, but Alfredo sauce should not taste like him.”
“You like the taste of your husband?”
“Yes, I do kiss him every day.”
“Is that your husband there?”
“Yes. It is.”
“Don’t you see the issue?”
“What issue?”
“He’s a block of Parmigiano cheese!”
“No, no, no… He would have told me if it were the case.”
“Let’s try something. [To the husband:] Sir?”
“…”
“Sir?”
“…”
“See. He’s not reacting. That’s because he’s a block of Parmigiano cheese.”
“Okay, bucko! Now, you’re just insulting us. I’ve told you he’s not a block of Parmigiano cheese.”
“What is he, then?”
“A block of Romano cheese.”
“Aha! There’s Romano cheese in the Alfredo sauce!”
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