Connecticut restaurant forced to close after fluids from dead body drip through ceiling, police say

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[trisham]

Michael Corleone: Where does it say that you can’t kill a cop?
Tom Hagen: Come on, Mikey...
Michael Corleone: Tom, wait a minute. I’m talking about a cop that’s mixed up in drugs. I’m talking about a - a - a dishonest cop - a crooked cop who got mixed up in the rackets and got what was coming to him. That’s a terrific story. And we have newspaper people on the payroll, don’t we, Tom?
[Tom nods]
Michael Corleone: And they might like a story like that.
Tom Hagen: They might, they just might.
Michael Corleone: [to Sonny] It’s not personal, Sonny. It’s strictly business.

[moovova]

“Waiter, there’s a guy in my soup”

“We no charge extra! You eat. Velly good!”

[ETL]

“restaurant forced to close after fluids from dead body drip through ceiling” ping!

[dfwgator]

Mr. Wiggin: This is a 12-story block combining classical neo-Georgian features with the efficiency of modern techniques. The tenants arrive here and are carried along the corridor on a conveyor belt in extreme comfort, past murals depicting Mediterranean scenes, towards the rotating knives. The last twenty feet of the corridor are heavily soundproofed. The blood pours down these chutes and the mangled flesh slurps into these...

Client 1: Excuse me.

Mr. Wiggin: Yes?

Client 1: Did you say ‘knives’?

Mr. Wiggin: Rotating knives, yes.

Client 2: Do I take it that you are proposing to slaughter our tenants?

Mr. Wiggin: ...Does that not fit in with your plans?

Client 1: Not really. We asked for a simple block of flats.

Mr. Wiggin: Oh. I hadn’t fully divined your attitude towards the tenants. You see I mainly design slaughter houses.

Clients: Ah.

Mr. Wiggin: Pity.

Clients: Yes.

Mr. Wiggin: (indicating points of the model) Mind you, this is a real beaut. None of your blood caked on the walls and flesh flying out of the windows incommoding the passers-by with this one. (confidentially) My life has been leading up to this.

Client 2: Yes, and well done, but we wanted an apartment block.

Mr. Wiggin: May I ask you to reconsider.

Clients: Well...

Mr. Wiggin: You wouldn’t regret this. Think of the tourist trade.

Client 1: I’m sorry. We want a block of flats, not an abattoir.

Mr. Wiggin: ...I see. Well, of course, this is just the sort blinkered philistine pig-ignorance I’ve come to expect from you non-creative garbage.... You sit there on your loathsome spotty behinds squeezing blackheads, not caring a tinker’s cuss for the struggling artist. You excrement,... you whining hypocritical toadies with your colour TV sets and your Tony Jacklin golf clubs and your bleeding masonic secret handshakes. You wouldn’t let me join, would you, you blackballing bastards. Well I wouldn’t become a Freemason now if you went down on your lousy stinking knees and begged me.

[Clay Moore]

“Waiter, there’s a guy in my soup”

Shhh! Not so loud or everyone will want one.

[Gamecock]

Sez one review: The papaya salad is to die for!
(Not really.)

[AndyJackson]

I think the missing word is Blumenthal.

[ETL]

Mr. Wiggin (John Cleese): This is a 12-story block combining classical neo-Georgian features with the efficiency of modern techniques. The tenants arrive here and are carried along the corridor on a conveyor belt in extreme comfort, past murals depicting Mediterranean scenes,...

...towards the rotating knives. The last twenty feet of the corridor are heavily soundproofed. The blood pours down these chutes and the mangled flesh slurps into these...

Client 1: Excuse me.

Mr. Wiggin: Yes?

Client 1: Did you say ‘knives’?

Mr. Wiggin: Rotating knives, yes.

Client 2: Do I take it that you are proposing to slaughter our tenants?

Mr. Wiggin: ...Does that not fit in with your plans?

[dfwgator]

"It opens doors, I'm telling you."

[ETL]

Mystico and Janet - Flats Built by Hypnosis

(Mystico removes his cloak, gloves and top hat and hands them to Janet, who curtsies.

Voice Over (Michael Palin): The local Council here have over fifty hypnosis-induced twenty-five story blocks, put up by El Mystico and Janet.

I asked Mr Ken Verybigliar the advantages of hypnosis compared to other building methods.

(Cut to a man in a drab suit.)

SUPERIMPOSED CAPTION: 'MR K. V. B. LIAR'

Mr Very Big Liar: (Michael Palin) Well there is a considerable financial advantage in using the services of El Mystico.

A block, like Mystico Point here, (indicating a high-rise block behind him) would normally cost in the region of one-and-a-half million pounds.

This was put up for five pounds and thirty bob for Janet.

Voice Over: But the obvious question is are they safe?

(Cut to an architect's office. The architect at his desk.

Behind him on the wall are framed photos of various collapsed buildings.

He is a well-dressed authoritative person.)

SUPERIMPOSED CAPTION: 'MR CLEMENT ONAN, ARCHITECT TO THE COUNCIL'

Architect (Graham Chapman): Of course they're safe.

There's absolutely no doubt about that.

They are as strong, solid and as safe as any other building method in this country...

...provided of course people believe in them.

[dfwgator]

[morphing libertarian]

One hamburger, hold the bile please.

[morphing libertarian]

with a pinch of oregano

[ETL]

I just see a white box. But maybe others can see it?

[ETL]

Mystico, of Mystico and Janet

[ETL]

“A housing project induced by hypnosis stands-—as long as the tenants believe in it”

[Gay State Conservative]

I've never come out of a bathroom with much of *anything* in my hand.