“I’d never own a Hooters, because while I may be the face of the franchise, people only ever look at the breasts. Makes me feel like a piece of meat—medium rare, with melted cheese on top.”
“The butcher died, and he requested to be cremated. But I don’t want to burn him, because I like my meat medium rare.”
“If you want to make a movie out of my book, have one of these faces gently melt into my own, while I look.”
“Something about the look on her face makes me feel like a meal. And if I were, I’d be a happy meal, for sure.”
“At the age of 40, having ordered meat very rare in restaurants all his life, he realized he actually liked it medium and not at all rare.”
“There’s a reason I always look nice when I go to work.” I kept a scowl on my face while she hustled me upstairs.“Because you’ll get fired if you look like a slob?”“Because, my little grouch, it makes me feel better on the inside if I like how I look on the outside.”