Waitress: Hawaii mister? You must be Hungary? Gent: Yes, Siam. And I can't Rumania long either. Venice lunch ready? Waitress: I'll Russia table. What'll you Havre? Aix? Gent: Whatever's ready. But can't Jamaica cook step on the gas? Waitress: Odessa laugh! But Alaska. Gent: Don't do me favors. Just put a Cuba sugar in my Java. Waitress: Don't you be Sicily, big boy. Sweden it yourself. I'm only here to Serbia. Gent: Denmark my check and call the Bosphorus. I hope he'll Kenya! I don't Bolivia know who I am! Waitress: Canada noise! i don't Carribean. You sure Ararat! Gent: Samoa your wisecracks? What's got India? D'you think this arguing Alps business? Be Nice! Matter of fact, I gotta Smolensk for ya! Waitress: Attu! Don't Diev me that Boulogne! Alamein do! Spain in the neck! Pay you check and scram, Abyssinia! Finnish
(From the "Rest" of RHF)