Confusion
“Promise me you won’t laugh at me.”
“Hmm, hmm-hmm.”
“Say, ‘I promise’.”
“Okay, I promise!”
“You know that yesterday I’ve been to a restaurant with my family.”
“Hmm, okay, what happened there?”
“I ordered chicken fingers and a lemon soup as my starter.”
“Great, you love it, that’s what you order always when you eat out.”
“Yeah, I know, you don’t have to tell me!”
“What happens when I punch your face, it becomes a smash burger. I hope you know that…”
“Stop distracting me. Anyways, the waiter got me my order, and it was so delicious, lip-smacking, yummy…”
“Ha, I got it, so next?”
“Then I completed my meal and asked for a soup refill.”
“Great, you practically inhaled your food. Nothing’s new there again.”
“Hmmph! Okay then he got a bowl with a lemon perched on top. I drank it!”
“…….what!!!……”
“Yes, unfortunately it is what you think it is. It’s a finger bowl. But in my defense, the soup bowl they used is almost similar, I got confused!”
“Hahahaha…..Hilarious….”
“Funny, you said you won’t laugh!”
“Hope the bowl confusion did not result in bowel confusion!”
“!!!!!!!!”