*** Greasy Charr Grilled Gristleburgers!

*** Greasy Charr Grilled Gristleburgers! *** Harv pulled nto his favorite truckstop. Fran saw the Medusa Decals on the Rig and yelled, "Russ, two Big Greasies and a Monster shake!"

Then, undoing the top button of her waitress uniform, Fran sauntered over to Harv's booth. "Hey stranger! Been a while since you rolled into town. Got your Big Greasies grillin'."

Harv coughed & said: "I'm not the man I was, Fran. I'm vegan & I've forsworn all flesh". "Oh," said Fran stuffing herself back into her uniform, "I'll fetch you a tomato the

n and some lettuce, so you can have a salad instead." But Harv heaved huskily, "Fran, I'm still a man. Make me a sammich." Then Fran ran and asked Stan the delivery man

to open a can of ham and slip that greasy slab between two slices, pronto! "I'll do it for you, Fran", said Stan, grumpily, "but mark my words - that no good husky Harv aint gonna

"Oh my God," he screamed at Stan. "Those aren't peaches! They're beets!!!" Stan's telepathic dog barked and silently told him, "you're on your own buddy!' before fleeing from the

shelter of his false persona. His telepathic dog acted like a Dachshund but was really a Basset Hound. Stan felt sorry for him because he was lost and always would be.

It's like his mother always told him. "Stan," She said. "If your weiner falls off the wagon don't just pick it up and put it back on!" Well, I've always lived by those words.

Let's face it, when it comes to weiners, mothers know best.