Restaurant Blues
Restaurant Blues by Stephen Philip Druce I took my wife for a meal to celebrate her birthday. I read out the menu at the restaurant table - " lime-leaf crusted shrimp with green mango salad and donkey dentures, well that`s my meal cancelled" i said, " the image of a set of donkey dentures in my salad has caused a sudden loss to my appetite". " Well i want to eat, it`s my birthday" said the wife, " eat then " i said, " i don`t want to eat alone " she said, " don`t eat then " i said, " but i`m hungry " she said, " eat then " i said, " i don`t want to eat alone " she said " well I've lost my appetite " i said, " well i want to eat, it`s my birthday " she said, " eat then " i said, " i don`t want to eat alone " she said, " don`t eat then " i said, " but i`m hungry " she said, " eat then " i said, " i don`t want to eat alone " she said, " well I've lost my appetite " i said, " well i want to eat, it`s my birthday " she said, " eat then " i said, " i don`t want to eat alone " she said, " don`t eat then " i said, " but i`m hungry " she said. As it was her birthday i agreed to try to eat with her. When the starters arrived she told me she`d lost her appetite. " what`s wrong" i asked her, " there`s some donkey dentures in my salad" she said.
