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How on earth do you rape a dish!
don’t let on harrase the other, keep them apart
egg from tomato
fork from dish
Eatery’s background music:
Donna Summers finely and softly crooning “Love to love ya, Baby…”
There’s nothing soft about a dish of Rape Nuts.
Second winter burning? Is it meat that’s been left in the freezer for too long and is completely burned by frost? Yummy!
At the bottom of the menu
‘Desert: Chest nut fudge with chocolate chocolate shovings.’
Why are the plates stuck together?
” I can fry clearly now, the rape is gone.”
All dishes are fried, peeled, burned, and raped, clearly.
The tomato says to the eggs, ” You are fried!”
Before the oats dish went naked, what was it coated with?
What’s that I see on the first row? Leek speculation?
Our menu reads like an erotic haiku!
Somebody got busy and fried his wild & naked oats!
The dish ran away with the spoon… and then they… “you know”…
God’s punishment is just. Ever since I raped that dish, my wild oats have been fried and I get a burning sensation twice each winter.
Don’t worry… it was one of those silicone bunt pans. As you know, they are very soft and very rapable!
I’d like a fine and soft rape of dish please.. oh, and no sharp peppers!
It burns… so good.
“Waiter, these oats aren’t fried clearly enough. And they’re wearing thongs!”
It’s so hard to find any good Viking restaurants in this city.
This menu is disturbing. And, strangely arousing.
Rough trade breakfast
I’ll just skip dessert thank you.
It’s like an orgy in my mouth and everyone’s climaxing!
Nice to know the Huns still exist and are running restaurants in China with Engrish menus. I guess if they decided that if they can’t plunder and pillage, they’d cook instead!
This menu made me recall some traumatic experiences.
This is what happened before the dish ran away with the spoon.
More billchit from the Hopfull network of excellent restaurants.
That rape lied! It was totally consentual….
That dish lied! It was totally consentual….
But the dish told me she was eighteen !
Looks like they updated the menu at the Pees Boy Club
I didn’t know that it could be soft…. would that be like Coping a major feel or something?
I think they have treatments for “Second Winter burning” now.
Can I get rid of Winter Burning with penecillin or will I need a cream?
Peel of my banana, baby. Ooooh yeah!
heavenly dishes!
In Soviet Russia, food rapes YOU.
My guess is that for every Engrish disaster, there’s some hippie dude whose new Zen tattoo reads, “I’m an enormous douche who brings shame to my family.” And an Asian tattoo artist who’s laughing is ass off.
Just guessing.
Sense make no this menu of.