Room Service: Morny, rune
sor-bees.
Hotel Guest: Oh sorry, I thought I
dialed room service.
Room Service: Rye, rune sore-bees.
Morny. Jewish to ordor sunteen?
Hotel Guest: I'd like some bacon
and eggs.
Room Service: Ow July then?
Hotel Guest: What?
Room Service: Aches. Ow July then?
Pry, boy, pooch..?
Hotel Guest: Oh, the eggs! How do
I like them? Sorry, Scrambled please.
Room Service: Ow July thee
Baycome? Crease?
Hotel Guest: Crisp will be fine.
Room Service: Okay. An Santos?
Hotel Guest: Ugh.....I don't
know....I don't think so.
Room Service: No? Judo one toes?
Hotel Guest: Look, I really feel
bad about this, but I just don't know what judo- one toes means, I'm sorry.
Room Service: Toes! Toes! Why Jew
Don Juan toes? Ow bow eengligh mopping we bother?
Hotel Guest: English Muffin! I've
got it! Toast! You were saying toast! Fine. An English Muffin will be fine.
Room Service: We Bother?
Hotel Guest: No, just put the
bother on the side.
Room Service: Wad?
Hotel Guest: I'm sorry. I meant
butter. Butter on the side.
Room Service: Copy?
Hotel Guest: I feel terrible about
this, but ....
Room Service: Copy. Copy, tea,
mill.
Hotel Guest: Coffee! Yes coffee
please. And that's all.
Room Service: One minnie. Ass rune
torino-fie, strangle aches, crease Baycome, tossy eengligh mopping we bother honey sight,
and copy. Rye?
Hotel Guest: Whatever you say.
Room Service: Okay,
Tenjewberrymud.
Hotel Guest: You're welcome. |