A guy walks into a bar and is needing a dump. He askes the bartender for the bog. The bartender replies with, "Upstairs, mate!"
He runs upstairs.
Can't find a room signed Gentlemen, or something of the sort. But he finds a suitable room, so it must be right.
Walks donwstairs and the bar is empty. Says to the barkeeper, "Where'd everyone go?"
The tender replies with, "Mate, where were you when the sh*t hit the fan?"
Our Pasta, who "Arghh" in heaven, Swallowed be thy shame. Thy Midgit come. Thy Sauce be yum, On top some grated Parmesan. Give us this day our garlic bread. And give us our cutlasses, As we swashbuckle, splice the main-brace and cuss. And lead us into temptation, But deliver us some Pizza. For thine are Meatballs, and the beer, and the strippers, for ever and ever. RAmen.