Disneydad99
My Wifes Honey, My Kids Dad & A Grandpa
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the extents nebo will go to to get butter:
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I about Fell in the Floor Laughing When I Saw this.....Now I know what to look for @ POR...an Udderly Gorgeous Lady & a Cow Poker of a Guy!!!
Now, I can totally understand that many of you are waiting on pins and needles for for my critique, of the Ristorante, Boma. And I can totally understand that, considering my vast culinary knowledge in all things fine dining.
I am up for the challenge, and I shall not dissapoint.
The vittles here are really weird!
The Vittles are Weird Their!!!!
I also had taken a bowl of this extremely exotic soup, ,,,chicken.
Well, that's what the sign said, anyway, right Diane?
Diane?
But it was "white" chicken soup.
I never saw "white" chicken soup. To me, chicken soup is kinda yellow.
"It's because of all the sunlight," she told me. "The chickens are all albino."
As I was eating it, the nickel dropped in.
"Wait a minute!"
"All chickens are albino!"
Heck the Cows around Here want you to Eat Chikin!!!
We go back up there for the main courses, but, now I don't trust her.
Nope, not at all.
I think she wanted that piece of iceberg lettuce.
"Honey? You still love me, right?"
"UP YOURS!"
Yep, she wanted that piece of iceberg after all.
& it is Here that I realized your fight at the Lettuce spot was with Diane!!!
With me leading, we got up to the carving kiosk.
"OH GEEZ! That things' still got a huge bone sticking out of it , or maybe a horn!"
"No, Steve, that's a skewer, it keeps the meat from falling apart."
"I knew that!"
"Just checking."
I am Still laughing at this one!!!....
And I asked her for butter. It seemed like the logical , and easy way out , thing to do, right?
Au Contraire!
Whichever African country she originated in, evidently they don't have a word for butter. And the more I tried to explain it, the worse she got confused.
And then I did what I always do when I have a language problem with somebody.
I make this feeble attempt to talk in Spanish.
Which, I can't speak either.
"Senora? Uno buttero, por favor?"
yep, that'll work.
I was afraid it was about to get to the point where I am in the aisle on my hands and knees, with Diane standing behind me making the milking motion, and then grabbing the broom from the guy nearbye who was sweeping, and making the "churning" motion, but I got the message across by picking up my bread, and pretending to spread something on it with my knife.
'OH! You want Budder!"
"Si".
I love it ...This is what I do when no one understands English...I speak Spanish to them.....


OH NO YOU DI-INT!!!
Don't call DCFS on me!
Jaime was struck by lightning Dis'sing during a thunderstorm...[/I]
Some came with tears!!!
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Maggie, you found a hidden Nebo! Good for you!
