Rodney (Light in the Loafers) Limpwrist stopped into Chauncey’s diner and ordered a grilled cheese and a salad. He remarked to his waitress, “My the dressing on this salad is so delicious; it seems to have a familiar, memorable, distinctive taste, but I just can’t pinpoint the taste and flavor. I wish I could put my finger on it. May I have another salad with your distinctive dressing?” The waitress barked out to Chauncey back in the kitchen: “Come again on the salad!” Rodney: “I knew it! I KNEW it!”
Rodney (Light in the Loafers) Limpwrist stopped into Chauncey’s diner and ordered a grilled cheese and a salad.
He remarked to his waitress, “My the dressing on this salad is so delicious; it seems to have a familiar, memorable, distinctive taste, but I just can’t pinpoint the taste and flavor. I wish I could put my finger on it. May I have another salad with your distinctive dressing?”
The waitress barked out to Chauncey back in the kitchen:
“Come again on the salad!”
Rodney:
“I knew it! I KNEW it!”