The Hellhole

Monday, December 24, 2012

Out to dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant (which is closing at year's end, SOB!) with our dear friends:

Piero: And do we know what we would like this evening?
Anne:  You go first.
Me:  I want to start with some snails!
Piero:  Escargots, dear, escargots.  If we called them 'snails', we couldn't charge nearly as much.


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