A Steak Dinner Goest To The Dog

Your Coca-Cola bottler presents Claudia based on the famous play and novels by Rose Franken Brought to you transcribed Monday through Friday by your friendly neighbor who bottles Coca-Cola Relax and while you're listening refresh yourself have a Coke And now Claudia Oh David This restaurant eyes are bigger than my stomach. Mmm. Not a bad steak is it a psycho right sir

Mmm fine. It's a normal waiter. Every mouthful I take it gets bigger. Say darling, are you feeling alright? I'm feeling stuffed that soul. No, people don't usually complain about how much food they've been given.

This steak is a whole side of a cattle. Or a farmer's wife, you know, sad little about a cattle. That was the architect's wife in me talking. Go on, eat some more, don't talk so much.

Mmm. Don't you get tired of chewing? Don't you get tired of talking? I guess you don't get tired of chewing. The trouble with steak is all steak. A brilliant observation. What I mean is that after the first mouthful, the rest is exactly the same.

It goes right on being a steak to the bitter lamb. Only it isn't bitter. I suppose you would prefer it if the first bite was steak and on the second meal, the third lamb, and the fourth kidney, and the fifth liver.

Yep, the kidney. Otherwise, I think you've got something. Each mouthful would be different. Very interesting. Uh, repast for a gourmet. What was that? Mmm. Eat your steak. Are you really finishing yours? I am. So delicious, I hope I can too.

So you like my backwood steak restaurant, huh? I love it. I actually think these steaks are cooked on charcoal. Of course they are. It says so, right there. right there. Oh, you're so naive. You believe everything you read. I hope I can finish this.