Photo courtesy of Joakim Fannick.
Spotted in China.
And for desert, yellow snow!
I mean dessert.
Our dishes are dirt cheap!
This place is much better than the
“small bowl of orderless rocks restaurant” down the street.
Ask for our steamy fresh horse special.
Large Bowl of Fragrant Bowel Restaurant
– Two bowls of restaurant and a bowl of toilet, please.
Food served in bowls made of dirty diapers
– Waiter! Where’s my bowl?
– Right beneath you, Sir. You just forgot to lift a seat.
We serve in spades
Just the place to come at night
– Mommy, why did you put the toilet pepper into the bowl?
Our food is dirt cheap.
Must be from where I pee on my LemonTree.
(Try it. You get much more and better lemons)
THis restaurant opens at 1800hrs. Therefore we only serve night-soil.
Fragrant soil? Must be sprinkled with Eau de toilette!
Soil Food for all the brothers.
You will hear from my lawyers.
I’ll have the loam mein.
I’ll have the No. 2 lunch special.
To give it that earthy flavor and aroma, we *don’t* wash the vegetables before cooking them.
This is the oldest joke ever, but do they serve the Poo-Poo Platter?
I’ll take a dirt cake.
Our cake is NOT a lie.
You’ll really dig the cuisine here. Really.
It’s a walk-in restaurant. Just be careful what you walk in.
It’s so good you’ll soil yourself.
Also called ‘The Restaurant at the Bottom of the Bowel’
Order the ordure.
Waiter . . . a bowel of deep fried mud sprinkled with manure, please !
One paper bag of s**t to go, please, and a pack of matches.
I have the dirty rice.