After you eat them, the eyes fly back into the oven.

Pierre, my friend! I am pleased to see you as well. I know I have no reservation but… oh, so wonderful, my friend, so wonderful! I feel like I could eat for at least twenty levels. My wife? She is fine, and sends her regards. I hear she was here yesterday. I bet you see her more than I do these days! We are both so busy, we only have time to say hello before the third, sixth, ninth, thirteenth and seventeenth levels.

Oh, Pierre, you’re terrible! I swear, I could eat these appetizer dots forever. If you ever close, I shall murder you! By all means, keep them coming. Diet starts tomorrow, that’s what I always say. I think that I will have the Grand Cercle Dans Le Coin. And can I get the cherries on the side, brought out at the most inopportune moments and placed where they are very difficult for me to get before they’re taken away? Oh, you are so good to me Pierre. How would I live without your bistro?

Wear this shirt: if you’re a boy, or a girl, or a baby that’s crossed with a pinball machine.

Don’t wear this shirt: more than 255 times. There’s a glitch.

This shirt tells the world: “Don’t bother me right now! I’ve only got about thirty seconds before my snack becomes deadly again!”

We call this color: Royal Blue. Why Royal? Because we’re packing them in! Get it? Get it?

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