cake is the food of the devil

April 18, 2005

last night, i went to an indian restaurant with a group of friends to celebrate my birthday. lee-anne goes to the restaurant regularly and knows the waiters, one of whom asks her if he can have a piece of my delicious birthday cake (which she made).

lee-anne: alice, can he have a slice of cake?
alicey: sure! (cuts slice for him and passes it over)
waiter: (looking at cake, slightly hesitantly) does it have alcohol in it?
lee-anne: oh shit yeah, you're muslim... well, err, a little bit.
alissa: it's probably evaporated by now!
lee-anne: you won't even notice it!
waiter: (looking slightly uncomfortable) oh, ok, thank you. i'll try it.
(waiter leaves)
sukesh: (conspiratorially) he's going straight to hell.

Comments:
Hehe, if the fruit cake doesn't send him there, I'm pretty sure that the slice of cake he scoffed from my 30th birthday party will! (photographic evidence available on request)
 
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