depressed-looking man is sitting in a cheap, greasy diner in a Leeds suburb. He
picks up the menu and sees that it contains just three dishes: meatloaf,
shepherd's pie and Yorkshire pudding. The waitress comes over to take his order.
"I'll have the Yorkshire pudding," says the man glumly, "and if
you could throw in a few kind words that would be mighty welcome." The
waitress leaves and returns a few minutes later with a plate of Yorkshire
pudding. She bangs the plate on the table in front of the man and starts to walk
off. "Hey," says the man. "I got my dinner; how about those kind
words?" The waitress turns, takes the cigarette out her mouth and says,
"Don't eat the pudding."
* No offence meant, Geoff! Insert any other hicktown like, say, Evesham or (in a US context) Muncie, Indiana. [In a German context, Naila might do the trick.]
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