I took my parents out to a posh restaurant last night, to celebrate my Mum's birthday.
My dad thought he'd ordered some sort of guinea fowl, but actually received some sort of... well... penis.
Of course the whole incident means that I now have an excuse to make a few willy related food puns:
Perhaps he could have had Cock a Leekie soup to start, followed by Coq au Vin and finally a bit of spotted dick for pudding. Mmm!
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