Really Bad Christmas Joke

This has to be one of the worst Christmas jokes ever, but if we didn’t include the bad jokes, there wouldn’t be much to laugh at would there!  Here it is, so enjoy, or not as the case may be…

A man decides to return to his hometown at Christmas, and visits a diner that is run by an old friend.

The man goes in for breakfast, has a good look at the menu, but can’t make up his mind what to have.

The owner passes by the table, see the man struggling to decide what to order for breakfast, and recommends the Eggs Benedict.

That sounded good, so the man ordered it and waited for it to arrive.

After about 20 minutes, and several cups of coffee later, the owner shows up at the diner’s table with the meal served on an old chrome hubcap.

The man is shocked, and says, “What the heck is this?”

The owner replies, “This is your Eggs Benedict sir, served the way it should be. There’s no plate like chrome for the hollandaise.”

Christmas wouldn’t be the same without Funny Christmas Pictures and this is a great collection.

The Best Veal Parmigiana

A customer had just finished dining in a fancy Italian restaurant in New York, and was so pleased with his meal that he asked the waiter if he could speak to the chef.

The waiter had a word with the owner, who proudly led the man into the kitchen and introduced him to the chef.

“Your veal parmigiana was amazing,” the customer said. “I just spent a month in Italy, and yours is far better than any I had over there.”

“Of course it is” the chef said. “Over there, they use domestic cheese. Ours is imported!”

Fast Food

I’m addicted to fast food and I readily admit it.

I had just come out of the new McDonald’s near to where I live, with a Quarter Pounder with Cheese, large fries, a chocolate shake and an Apple Pie.

A poor homeless man sat outside, and as I walked past him he said, “I haven’t eaten for two days”.

I said to him, “I wish I had your will power”.

Breakfast Special

eggs_and_baconWe went to breakfast at a restaurant where the special was two eggs, bacon, hash browns and toast for $1.99.

“Sounds good,” my wife said. “But I don’t want the eggs.”

“Then I’ll have to charge you two dollars and forty-nine cents because you’re ordering la carte,” the waitress warned her.

“You mean I’d have to pay for not taking the eggs?” my wife asked incredulously.   “I’ll take the special then.”

“How do you want your eggs?”

“Raw and in the shell,” my wife replied.

She took the two eggs home.