Sunday Roast Pillows

'Something new for Sunday lunch today - Corned-beef sandwiches!'

'I come from a long line of Sunday roasts...'

Chicken

Rusty, not believing in God, seized his chance...

"Freshly ground pepper?"

You're the sizzle in my roast!

'I'm thankful you didn't make turnips.'

"That sister of yours sure has some nerve asking for those leftovers - we earned them."

'As soon as your mother is through laundering the money we'll go out to eat.'

'Our guest tonight certainly needs no introduction.'

"Since you're into burnt offerings you should come over some Sunday for one of her special dinners."

'You can't have a drumstick because this is roast beef.'

"Mum, why can't we just have a normal Sunday roast like other families?"

'Hey, look at this beauty... Man, I love those crunchy, well tanned sweethearts!'

'For once can't we all just sit down and eat as a family?'

'What we were about to receive has gone the way of all flesh.'

'Mom, I followed your time-honored legendary family recipe for Brussels Spout Bake with one exception - I substituted a pizza for the Brussels Sprouts.'

"Sunday dinner just isn't the same without growth promoters"

The most popular Sunday at St Clive's was always the annual 'Blessing of the Smartphones' service.

'Your previous work experience... surely you jest.'

'Only way I can get people in on a Sunday.'

'Are you still eating your breakfast? I want to lay the table for lunch.'

"Uh oh, is that a spit roaster the farmer is putting together?"

"Ahh, if I'm not much mistaken. The sound of a Lawn Chief 420. Fitted with a 3.5 horse power, Briggs and Stratton engine. Electronic ignition, variable valve timing and a 55 litre grass box. Mmm don't you just love our Sunday mornings dear?"

'I'm just spending the morning in bed with the Sunday funnies.'

'This is spinach, Grandma. Spinach isn't grandmotherly.'

'I made your favorite Sunday dinner, spaghetti, but since you still have service tonight, a plastic precaution is in order.'

"So what do you plan on accomplishing today?"

"Of course there will be enough dinner for you Mother."

Dog bringing the Sunday papers.

"#SundayBrunch"

Sunday Roast.

"The pork chops were dry and unseasoned."

'How's the steak?' 'The steak's ok. The gravy's tough.'

'Do you mind popping back in, to rescue the Sunday joint?'