Snowman and I went to our local diner for lunch today. I got my usual multi-grain pancakes, but here's what happened when Snowman tried to order his meal:
SM: I'll have the tuna nicoise wrap.
Waitress: Oh, I'm so sorry, we are out of salmon. [English is not her first language, so she does in fact pronounce it sal-mon.]
SM: The tuna nicoise wrap.
W: Yes, we are out of salmon.
Me: But it's tuna.
W: Okay, let me check.
Of course, since the tuna nicoise wrap contained no salmon, he got exactly what he ordered.
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He he he he.
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