I couldn't wait for opening day at my delicatessen,

I couldn't wait for opening day at my delicatessen, "Tounge in Cheek"

My Tounge between two Porkbun sandwitches were sure to be a hit. The adverts read "Taste the cheeky sandwich that tastes you back!". At the grand opening,

they made me master of ceremonies of the Pork Bun Pageant. They rolled out a huge Pork Bun sandwich on a boat trailer. I started eating from the middle. Then I woke up with

Wilbur & Babe on either side of me. We still hadn't arrived yet. They were eying me strangely, as evidently I talked in my sleep. Paranoid about any pork allusions I may have made,

without thinking I blurted out, "breakfast anyone? I sure could use some crisp bacon and fried eggs." As Wilber and Babe's jaws dropped I realized what I had just said.

I rushed to explain, "That is, would you like them baked or fried? Or even boiled!" Wilbur and Babe looked perplexed. "Your eggs," I blurted.

"They are ready and waiting for your orders", Mr. Tjather told them. "They won't wait until tomorrow, they have other things to do." Wilbur and Babe put their heads together and

my delicious pork. I got home and cooked it, then sat down to relish the pork. I was about to put the piece of meat in my mouth, but I felt a tap on my shoulders. I turned and I

saw Bob staring at me with his sexy Bob eyes. He came close and whispered one thing. "can you honk..."