Photo courtesy of Pata Pouff.
(Unsure of country of origin)
Soup of the day is pee soup.
– A group of hot fleshy chicks. To grope, please.
Group flesh, aka soylent green.
Just what you need for Ramadan
This yoghurt smells a little
I’m guessing the chick and fleshy comes with a nice Fatush?
Suffering from box garlic? Try treating it with yoghurt.
– Mommy, I can’t empty my urine bowel …
– Come on. Buttocks up!
Is this actually a restaurant? If not, let’s have a peak at the chick and fleshy.
(But I wonder who likes the paper grape?)
Also try our cardboard bananas. They go well with the paper grapes.
Is this is a restaurant or a brothel ?
It’s called ‘Restaurant at the End of the Hallway, Second Door on the Left’
The Lebanese to English translator is the funniest yet. It only has 15 words and uses them with a randomizer.
The Box Chick has a real mean left upper-cut.
Urine is more valued than yogurt.
I can understand that.
“Fatush is the path to the dark side. Fatush leads to Kbah. Kbah leads to mutabel. Mutalbel leads to Sampusek” — Yogurt
I’m sorry, you can’t order the paper grape. We’re out of toner.
I believe this menu is from Lebanon, both from the items featured, and the currency amounts.
One Flashy Hot Chick to go please!
Urination is made at here!
“How much for the women? How much for the fleshy chick?”
I wonder if they have any Grey Poupon.
For the Group Sampusek – I want to be in the middle not at one end or the other.
Q. Do you know what the people at each end of the Group Sampusek were yelling?
A. FORM A CIRCLE!
There is nothing like a Group Grope in the Turkish Bath. I was tickled pink.
GOD! If you drank a kilogram of Yoghurt, you would be running at both ends.
Verily it is written: He/she who comes first, in the Group Aryis Kuftah, is doomed to The Death of a Thousand Pricks.
I’ll just stick to Kibbeh Neyeh and Felafel thanks.
The box chick looks cute with its little red gloves and trunks, but I heard it’s been known to hit customers below the belt after eating it.
Not only the hookers sells the golden shower.
– Excuse me, where can I find men’s restaurant?
Whatever your Fatush may be, we’ve got something for you.
Now I just have to hear “Yep-Roc Heresey” by Slim Gaillard.
A group flesh with a generous toss of salad, please.
Don’t ask for a recommendation… They’ll always tell you how much R. Kelly loves the place.
Congratulations, Lebanon! Urination!
I’ll have #13 thanks
id assume they accept groupons…
potato hot, pass it round potato hot, pass it round potato hot, pass it round get rid of the potato hot