I asked him the following:
"Are you the guy in charge of ordering steak knives?"
"Steak knives?"
"Yes. You know, for the steak house upstairs. They ran out yesterday, told me they didn't have enough steak knives to go around."
The look on his face was priceless - his jaw literally dropped a little. He didn't quite believe what he was hearing.
"Last night, we ate our steaks with butter knives. I'm in 1209 if you want to talk."
I think some words will be exchanged in Binion's Ranch Butterknife Steakhouse today.
Binion's rooftop pool is actually pretty cool. See what I did there? |
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