Restaurants, diners and dives that will never measure up to roadfood standards. The names, say it all. What on earth were the owners thinking?
Some pictures of places, friends have sent me; their whereabouts remain unknown.
Think about it before you take your blind date here.
Imagine yourself asking her, “Would you like to go to The Big Wong”?
Have you ever felt like your a little bound up after eating at the Bung Hole?
Actually! I am a little hesitant about picking up the fork I dropped at ....
I have never tried them before. Don’t believe, I ever will.
Crabby Dicks should share their dip recipe with Chewy Balls.
They are Crabby, they are Chewy, and they are dirty. Not exactly a roadfood diner, I would visit.
Served hot or cold, I guess a required taste?
I don’t think so! there is something about your shrimp dishes I don’t like.
Smile and the whole world will smile with you. Show crack and all your friends will come.
I know Miss Tandoori, but I do have standards.
I can remember, when I was put on a pedestal.
Some girls thought I was Hot.
I was just a young roadfood junkie back then.
I never ate out when shorts were required apparel.
It is not nice to call a fellow roadfood diner, names.
What was in that rice?
Say What?
You keep eating at the wrong diners,
And you will soon be fat.
Cleanse your soul with a Golden Shower as you eat.
THE PERFECT BREAKFAST...AS A MAN SEES IT.....
YOU'RE SITTING AT THE TABLE AND YOUR SON IS ON THE COVER OF WHEATIES........
YOUR MISTRESS IS ON THE COVER OF PLAYBOY........
AND YOUR WIFE IS ON THE BACK OF THE MILK CARTON.
