Maître d’: “Ah, good afternoon, sir; and how are we today?”
Mr. Chesnut: “Better.”
Maître d’: “Better?”
Mr. Chestnut: “Better get a bucket, I’m gonna throw up.”
[ 121 Twinkies later ]
Maitre D: And finally, monsieur, a wafer-thin mint.
Mr Chesnut: No.
Maitre D: Oh sir! It’s only a tiny little thin one.
Mr Chesnut: No. F-— off - I’m full...
Maitre D: Oh sir... it’s only wafer thin.
Mr Chesnut: Look - I couldn’t eat another thing. I’m absolutely stuffed. Bugger off.
Maitre D: Oh sir, just... just one...
Mr Chesnut: Oh all right. Just one.
Chesnut? Did you mean Mr. Creosote?