Yesterday Bo and Sarah came up with all their spiffy music-editing equipment and software; they fixed my wedding procession music in about 15 minutes and it sounds phenomenal. W00T! Then we all went out to dinner.
Bo: I'll have the fish and chips, please.
Waitress: Would you like fries with that?
Bo [puzzled]: Well, yeah. Otherwise it wouldn't be fish and chips, now, would it?
Bo: I'll have the fish and chips, please.
Waitress: Would you like fries with that?
Bo [puzzled]: Well, yeah. Otherwise it wouldn't be fish and chips, now, would it?
2 Comments:
When I was a kid, I thought the "chips" at Long John Silver's were those little bits of fried batter they threw in a long side the fish. I'm ashamed to confess it, but I was a grownup before I knew "chips" were the same thing as Freedom Fries!
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Anonymous Me, at 2:52 PM
I always thought those batter crumb things were the best part.
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Helly, at 4:59 PM
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