Family tradition to give foods and restaurants disgusting names.
Daughter just called asked if we could go to the Tandoori Toilet for Diarrhea on Rice when I go to the city.
We usually hit the A & Rubberchew on the way there.
She brought Abortion on Toast from Armpit's (Amrit's Pizza) last time she came here.
Wife can't stand us. Blame Grampa, he always loudly announced Mom's Turkey a la King (cumpulsory three days after Christmas) as Shit on a Shingle...
