GREASE IN A BAG
DAD:(yells) HEYY WOMAN! Load up them kids in the car.
Were goin' out for supper. I'm hongree for GREASE-IN-A-BAG.
MOTHER: Get ready children. We're going to GREASE-IN-A-BAG.
KIDS:(in unison) YEAAAHHHHHH!
(The family walk in and up to the counter)
COUNTERGUY: Fill 'em up, sir?
DAD: You bet!
KIDS:(in unison) YEAAAHHHH!
DAD: We'll have three triple cheese double GREASEBURGERS. 4 HAPPY SACKS. 5 CHICKEN BASKETS.
COUNTERGUY: Will that be original or extra greazy?
DAD: UMM. Extra greazy. What the heck. You only live once. And let me have a couple of buckets of them Slidin' Fries.
KIDS:(in unison) YEAAHHHH!!
ANNOUNCER: Come on down to GREASE-IN-A-BAG. Where we cook 'em they way you just can't find 'em anymore--in 100% American lard.
(scene moves to family squeezed into a booth)
MOTHER: Wipe your elbow, Bobby, you've got grease all over it.
ANNOUNCER: This week's special: Buy a bag of burgers, get a bag of napkins, 'cause your gonna need them.
KIDS:(in unison) YEAHHHH!
(restaurant employees who are lined up in front of grill wave)
ANNOUNCER: And, yes, all of our staff are trained in CPR.
KIDS:(in unison) YEAHHHH!
(family waves at camera)
ANNOUNCER: Come on down, to GREASE-IN-A-BAG!
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