He should have asked for a table, instead of a Booth
Woman: "When I asked him what he was doing out there, he said 'I was trying to get a pikachu'".
He replied, "Tropical Depression."
Lincoln. He was in a cent.
Lincoln. He was in-a-cent.
Anyone who doesn't have poor visions.
Throw a dollar bill in the floor and let the last one alive run for president.
Ferniture.
I'm bad at taking compliments" "Actually that's quite endearing" *Leaps across table, punches him in throat*