Taco Aficionado Pillows

"I'll get the black bean tacos and my neighbour plays his music too loud."

Donald Struggling with a Mexican

"Come out of your shell and let's taco 'bout your diet."

"After years of cartoon rejections, Bill stooped to trying a little shameless product placement."

We're here at House of Java cafe at an all-too-familiar scene. House of Java.net Cybercafe. Tommy Jones, a local boy, has been caught stealing a scone. A minor offense? Not to the cafe's proprietor. He's demanding the boy be sentenced as an adult. But I'm eight! Wahhh! Add a year to the sentence for whining and crying.

'Sorry sir, we've run out of parmesan cheese.'

'I guess there are lots of rotten jobs, Gramma...I hope I don't have to clean the taco hut forever.'

The Family Joules: Part 16

Advocado

Flying sauces.

Menu Dating

Joe's Kaff for Dinners! And Afters Too!

"Two vegans, please."

"I just need help getting the pit out."

"We've misjudged the tapas again."

"The Taco is good on the trail but where do I put the drink?"

Ye Old Cafe: No Coffee Today - Sore Arm!

"I want to apologise for calling this meeting on such short notice."

'I drank 10 pints of rum.'

"Knowing all the weather rock lore doesn't really count toward the weather badge."

'No, we don't have any tuna FISH, but we do have salmon FISH, trout FISH, and catfish FISH.'

Val and Les could see a fork in the road but they weren't expecting a dip.

Bill stumbles upon an automated taco maker.

"I don’t care if you are a noodle. I love you."

A shop is called 'Garnishes: Top Meals in Tough Times'.

"At ease!"

Coming Soon! Taco Sphere

"We call it 'dish' of the day, but it's actually served on a plank of wood."

Cast away in a life raft with Dr. Phil.

"Obviously, sir, it's a very discerning, vegetarian fly."

"Yoga has helped me appreciate the healing power of donuts."

"Hypochondriac's handbook. A little passion project I'm working on;, or, rather, I would be working on."

Armstrong, an unmarked truck just delivered a pallet of mystery meat. Turkey. It doesn't look like turkey. It looks more like some sort of dehydrated pigeon. What's it matter? If we slap it in a sandwich, smother it in "gravy," and label it "turkey," customers won't know the difference. Wait, did you just think quotes around the word gravy? "no."

'Mmm... the bouquet flickers around the nose like butterflies sweetly scented by the shower from a the milk of a goddesses breasts.'

Source of Information