DID YOU PUT CREAM ON YOUR EARS, TOO?//
The first man said,/“Oh! I forgot to do my ears. They might become chapped.”
“The owner of this restaurant is really thoughtful,”/the second man agreed. They both applied more cream to their ears/as they thought about the delicious dishes they would soon eat.
“I can’t believe there are so many long corridors. I wonder if we’ll ever have dinner?”/complained the first man. Just as he spoke,/they reached another door with a sign and an elegant bottle beside it.
THE MEAL IS ALMOST READY.// BUT FIRST,/
PLEASE DAB ON SOME COLOGNE.//
They splashed the cologne on their cheeks and necks. Then they noticed/that it smelled sour, almost like vinegar.
“I think the staff put the wrong cologne in this bottle. It stinks like vinegar,” said the first man/as he pushed open another door and found another sign.
WE APOLOGIZE FOR SO MANY ORDERS,/
BUT YOU’RE ALMOST DONE.//
PLEASE TAKE SOME SALT FROM THE
POT/AND RUB IT ALL OVER.//
A blue pot sat next to the sign,/but this time the men didn’t move. Rub salt all over? They stared at each other/with puzzled expressions. Their faces were covered in cream/and they smelled of vinegar.
“I don’t like the look of this,”/said the first man nervously.
“Neither do I,”/said the second man. “This is suspicious. They’re not taking our order. They’re giving us orders. They’re not serving food. I think they’re serving… us !”
The men began to shiver in fear.
“Let’s get out!” shouted the second man. He pushed the door behind him but it didn’t move.
Then the first man screamed, “Look!” He was pointing at another door. This one had a knife and fork carved on it/with two keyholes and a new sign.
WE’RE DELIGHTED TO SEE YOU.// JUST COME INSIDE/
THEN DINNER WILL BE SERVED.//
And looking out of the holes/were two big blue eyeballs! Terrified, both men burst into tears. Then they heard someone whispering/on the other side of the door.
“They’re not rubbing on the salt. I think they’ve figured it out,”/said an irritated voice.
“It’s that ridiculous sign the boss made,/‘WE APOLOGIZE FOR SO MANY ORDERS.’ I told you it would give us away,”/said another.
The first man said,/“Oh! I forgot to do my ears. They might become chapped.”
“The owner of this restaurant is really thoughtful,”/the second man agreed. They both applied more cream to their ears/as they thought about the delicious dishes they would soon eat.
“I can’t believe there are so many long corridors. I wonder if we’ll ever have dinner?”/complained the first man. Just as he spoke,/they reached another door with a sign and an elegant bottle beside it.
THE MEAL IS ALMOST READY.// BUT FIRST,/
PLEASE DAB ON SOME COLOGNE.//
They splashed the cologne on their cheeks and necks. Then they noticed/that it smelled sour, almost like vinegar.
“I think the staff put the wrong cologne in this bottle. It stinks like vinegar,” said the first man/as he pushed open another door and found another sign.
WE APOLOGIZE FOR SO MANY ORDERS,/
BUT YOU’RE ALMOST DONE.//
PLEASE TAKE SOME SALT FROM THE
POT/AND RUB IT ALL OVER.//
A blue pot sat next to the sign,/but this time the men didn’t move. Rub salt all over? They stared at each other/with puzzled expressions. Their faces were covered in cream/and they smelled of vinegar.
“I don’t like the look of this,”/said the first man nervously.
“Neither do I,”/said the second man. “This is suspicious. They’re not taking our order. They’re giving us orders. They’re not serving food. I think they’re serving… us !”
The men began to shiver in fear.
“Let’s get out!” shouted the second man. He pushed the door behind him but it didn’t move.
Then the first man screamed, “Look!” He was pointing at another door. This one had a knife and fork carved on it/with two keyholes and a new sign.
WE’RE DELIGHTED TO SEE YOU.// JUST COME INSIDE/
THEN DINNER WILL BE SERVED.//
And looking out of the holes/were two big blue eyeballs! Terrified, both men burst into tears. Then they heard someone whispering/on the other side of the door.
“They’re not rubbing on the salt. I think they’ve figured it out,”/said an irritated voice.
“It’s that ridiculous sign the boss made,/‘WE APOLOGIZE FOR SO MANY ORDERS.’ I told you it would give us away,”/said another.