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Green Eggs and Ham

Green Eggs and Ham

When people eat at my diner, I serve green eggs and ham.
When I went to cooking school, I failed each and every exam.
At first, people think that I use food coloring and they think that I'm a fan of DR. Seuss.
When they learn that my eggs and ham are green because I'm a lousy cook, I get a lot of abuse.
Everything on my menu turns out to be green because I'm one hell of a bad cook.
I also charge everybody twice as much as other diners and that makes me a crook.
Each and every time I serve food to a customer, he or she becomes very mean.
People become angry because they don't want food that turns out to be green.
One customer chopped off one of my fingers and he shoved my meat cleaver up my ass.
I started crying like a two year old, I should've paid attention when I went to cooking class.
A man shoved my food down my throat and I got food poisoning.
My customers constantly get sick because of the hash that I sling.
Over four hundred of my customers have been poisoned and at least half of them decided to sue.
Unless you're the biggest idiot on earth, you'll know that eating at my diner is a stupid thing to do.

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