Yo, Dutch, you weave a fine story line there.
I believe they graze in the kitchen, eating stuff before it’s served.
Ah. Salsa reservado, I had some for breakfast.
Of course: Mary Worth. She has an ugly soul.
Why? Can’t you care for your own drinks? Should I call family services?
The restaurant next door is hiring busboys.
Tarzan is having a Dr. Dolittle moment.
“How did that happen?”“The usual way.”
Wow, weird non-physical rainbow with the colors in the wrong order.
Wait. I thought there were SIX Mexican countries: Guatemala, Honduras, Costa Rica, Puerto Rico, California and New Jersey?