Christmas Eve on the 4th of July
One Christmas eve on the fourth of July, while Santa Clause cooked spare ribs, my uncle Sam delivered presents to all the good little waiters and waitresses. Then we opened for business.
Sam was tired from delivering all those cork screws, aprons, and other fun stuff. So Santa whipped up a batch of slaw and I seated customers. They all seemed to have the same question. Why is the cook dressed like Santa? And, who is the tall fellow in the American flag? I threw them all out. I told them they were too stupid to eat in my restaurant. Santa, My uncle Sam, and I, ate ribs and drank margaritas until dawn when the Easter bunny showed up to make fresh egg omelets for the drunken Halloween partyers.
Go To Tonys ending
Go To Waitress4life’s ending
Go To Miss Edits ending
Jenny on October 30th, 2007
So, I read the first post and thought “what the fuck?” and then read the other post that explained and then I thought “What the fuck.”
Hee.
Upset Waitress on October 31st, 2007
Haha!
MJ on October 31st, 2007
WTF?
Upset Waitress on October 31st, 2007
Okay. I’m a bit concerned that you girls aren’t getting it? It’s a Halloween party. Uncle Sam, Santa Claus, Easter Bunny???? Ahh well WTF.
Tony on October 31st, 2007
Yeah, you guys, I totally got it…actually I didn’t but do now…my ending will be up in the next hour or so…
MJ on October 31st, 2007
I’m Canadian. That’s my excuse.
Jenny on October 31st, 2007
OK, I re-read just in case I had mixed the meds with alcohol (again.) Still; WTF.
Upset Waitress on October 31st, 2007
Ha Jenny. It’s pretty F’cked up I know. Tony’s makes more sense.
MJ Doh! Your excuse is second best. The only better excuse would be little yellow bus riders.
Waitress4Life on October 31st, 2007
I love it!!
Just added my own ending. I couldn’t resist!