This morning, while I waited for my egg and cheese on an English muffin, the following exchange took place:
Joe: When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore.
Customer: At least we know Dean Martin's job is secure.
Joe: Don't make fun of my singing; that's not nice. These guys appreciate my singing.
Me: I think you should sing more often.
Joe: Extra cheese for that guy!
I won't keep track of what I eat in Media Diet, but in terms of yesterday's comments about not eating well, rest assured: I ate dinner last night, and I ate breakfast this morning.
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