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The tutu really made his outfit, he thought.

  • The tutu really made his outfit, he thought. Why he hadn't worn them before was a mystery, but seeing the envious stares of his coworkers as he walked into Taco Bell, waving his
  • Magic fairy wand and actually hitting the people on the head, in hopes of stealing their DoritosTacos, I mean, those suckers are good! It was worth wearing the tutu, but it only wo
  • -rked if I also recited the Complete Works of John Cleese at the top of my lungs. The staff at the Taco Bell drive-thru didn't appreciate me doing that, and I was summarily banned
  • which sucks because I don't know of any other cheap "Mexican" food. I noticed they kicked me out when I recited the "Crunchy Frog" sketch, then later Taco Bell's menus changed.
  • Luckily I found a great joint just down the street who's food prep requirements weren't as stringent as Taco Bell's. It was called the Gordita Anchor and their slogan was
  • "We put the 'grrr' in 'grease'!" So I walked in and asked the manager if they were accepting applications for a new fry chef. The manager, a stubby man named Darek with an A, said
  • the A was silent, and that his stubs created a force field that deflected all jokes and criticisms. "Let's keep this KFC interview short and thick, er, I mean sweet, Darek." Greasy
  • chicken spittle flew from his lips as he answered Darek's questions as vaguely as possible, so no one could put two-and-two together & figure out the Colonel's secret KFC recipe. D
  • ishes broke, curses came from the kitchen. The Chef stormed out of the kitchen. Darek saw his white hair, white beard, black framed glasses, seer sucker suit. Colonel Sanders?
  • Dareks mouth gaped. "Don't eat that! It's wallpaper paste & sludge. I fired my assistant.How'd you like a job?" So I learned the real secret recipe & carried on the Sanders legacy.

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