I'm sorry, we don't serve food here
To screw in the lightbulb.
Arrrr-thritis
Waiter: Look at who they have to serve.
In bite-sized pieces.
Because they had no bars on their cells!
They're in Greenwich Mean Time.
Prime Rib
Eschew! Eschew!
Nein! Mein Stein!....sorry
A Two Pack
Coal'd.
Tie food
And the bartender says, I don't know, but I've heard he's a shady character!
Bartender says, "here, but I’ll need that back in an hour!"