A woman is eating alone at a restaurant. Her waiter makes some small talk, takes her drinks order, and brings over some nibbles. She’s friendly and the waiter thinks she’s flirting with him.
She’s ready to order and thinks this is his chance, swaggers up to the table, leans over to her and whispers, “fancy a quickie?”
She stands up, slaps him in the face and storms out of the restaurant.
Someone from the neighbouring table says to him, “Ah, I think it’s pronounced ‘quiche.’”
Romkslrqusz@lemmy.zip 1 month ago
Kwee-Tchay
arctanthrope@lemmy.world 1 month ago
quicky
Shteou@lemmy.world 1 month ago
A woman is eating alone at a restaurant. Her waiter makes some small talk, takes her drinks order, and brings over some nibbles. She’s friendly and the waiter thinks she’s flirting with him. She’s ready to order and thinks this is his chance, swaggers up to the table, leans over to her and whispers, “fancy a quickie?” She stands up, slaps him in the face and storms out of the restaurant. Someone from the neighbouring table says to him, “Ah, I think it’s pronounced ‘quiche.’”