Sunday, September 2, 2012

A Frenchman went into a restaurant

My friend, let's call him Frenchie, went to have a roast at a popular "Western" restaurant. When his meal arrived he inquired if the server had any French mustard. The server proudly returned with a plastic squeeze bottle of French's mustard.  Needless to say, he did not use mustard with his meal.

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