Abusing The Chef - Cory Chase

Eggs.

Yeah. How were those cooked?

Scrambled.

No. I asked for my eggs to be sunny side up.

Oh, no.

So, your day is not going to be sunny at all.

Since you messed up my breakfast order...

Oh, no.

We're just going to have to work this sausage out.

I read OJ. Scrambled eggs sausage toast.

Not scrambled.

So, you're going to say that the waitress messed up your order?

Yeah.

You're going to blame it on your waitress?

No, it was my fault. Oh.

Good boy.

Well, these eggs down here...

Can I scramble these?

No.

Mmm.

I'm going to milk this cock.

Put it in your coffee. You make me drink it.

Oh, no.

You want me to do that?

No.

You're going to mess up my order again?

Never.

You men can never get it straight, can you?

So am I going to get a free lunch, free breakfast the next time I come in?

Talk to my manager.

I may have to do him next.

Since it's kind of his fault too that my breakfast order got messed up.

Since he hired a stupid chef that can't read a waitress's order.

I know. I'll have, I'll have.

Ow!

It's so hot in this kitchen.

It's making me hot.

So what did I order?

Eggs or easy?

No.

What did I order?

Eggs sunny side up.

Correct.

Who eat toast?

Yeah.

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