Sashimi Seeker Pillows

Conveyor belt sushi

"Are your eel rolls electric?"

Mac's Bait and Sushi Shop

Godzillla eating people using telephone poles as chopsticks.

Joe's Kaff for Dinners! And Afters Too!

"From right to left, you have your tekkamaki, your futomaki, and then your yamaimo roll. The little pile of pink stuff is ginger, the green one's wasabi. And, of course, you already recognize your vodka martini."

"... Oh, don't worry, I won't 'overcook it'... I hope you like, sushi."

'Looks like a good day fah haulin' lobstah, eh, Pauley?...Let's just say it became a good day fah drinkin'...'

'I'm into natural foods, Joe -- give me a martini with a soybean in it.'

'This cave is really damp... and squidgy underfoot'

Do-it-yourself sushi bar serves live fish to customer.

'Well you said you wanted sushi for lunch.'

'No, no, no, Tompkins! We decided to make today Causal Friday, not Casual Friday!'

"Delivery!"

"No, no … the sashimi is fine. But I’m not crazy about your Wi-Fi signal."

"I'm not trying to freak you out, but your eel roll is moving."

"There are vast oceans existing under the icy surface of Jupiter's moon Europa." "It's possible there's as much life in those oceans as there is in our own. Maybe more." "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" "I'm thinking 'sexy mermaids,' you?" "Sushi bonanza!!!"

Sushi and the Cat

'English sushi bar' "Cockles! Muscles!..."

'I found this bag of salad hidden in the locker room - who's is it?'

'I'm getting the shrimp - it sounds really yummy!'

'...and how much experience have you of sushi making?'

Hot dogs. Sushi.

"The pink ones are sashimi, and I believe the little yellow ones just fell off the Pollock."

Chef swatting flies into a bowl in a sushi bar.

'Uh yeah, it's supposed to be like that... it's a... it's a new invention.'

Feng Sushi

Sushi for two, please.

"Anyone know how to prepare sushi?"

Sea temperatures hottest on record

'I know you didn't just reach through the torpedo tube and grab those fish.'

"Wow yes, it's a lovely garden, but I can only see flowers: not a carrot in sight..."

The male of the species approaches the cafe counter. What's that, Mr. Pinkerton? Careful not to disturb those around him, the male scans his surroundings. His senses, his vision and his sense of smell have been honed by years of evolution and survival. Sniiif! At last, the male makes his move! He orders one slice of rhubarb pie, a la mode! You want pie? Suddenly, he is alerted to danger. The male seeks refuge behind a petunia! … but is it too late? No pie for him. The male will have a salad. The

"Sometimes I get a craving for sushi."

'It's actually cheaper than the bait shop.'