What's in a Michael Jackson hotdog?
A 50-year-old piece of meat.
A 12-year-old bun.
What's in a Michael Jackson hotdog?
A 50-year-old piece of meat.
A 12-year-old bun.
Why don’t old people have sex?
When was the last time you tried pulling apart a grilled cheese that old?
So the man asks me, "Jesus, how do you want your steak?"
So I said, "Well done, my good faithful servant, well done."
What did the kangaroo 🦘 bring to the cook out?
A jump rope!
One day my dog died because we couldn't find him. Then we got a cat on the same day. Then my cat went missing, and when I was crying, we heard our Asian neighbor was having a party. Then we went over and I saw my dog and cat on the grill, and they ate them in front of me, saying "yum yum doggy in my tummy and cat in my tummy as well."
I have been charged, because I roasted a kid at a barbeque.
(Phone call) This is Frank's funeral home and grill, where yesterday's grief is today's beef. How may we help you?
A bear walks into a bar and asks the barkeep, "Can I have a grilled . . . cheese?"
The barkeep asks the bear, "What's with the big pause?" The bear says, "Well, I'm a bear."
What do you call an lgbtq person getting grilled? lgbbq
What do you call a rapper who LOVES to cook?
M.C. Grill
In a world bizarre, Penis burgers, strange delight, Tantalizing taste.
Buns shaped curiously, Meat, a bold centerpiece, Lingering delight.
Sizzling grill, they sizzle, Juicy secrets unfold, Hidden pleasures found.
Tempting, yet absurd, Controversial cuisine, Curiosity piques.
Daring, adventurous, Palates embark on a quest, Uncharted flavors.
But let us not dwell, On the phallic form they hold, For taste transcends all.
Beyond flesh-shaped buns, Flavors dance upon our tongues, A feast for senses.
So let us partake, In this culinary art, With open-minded hearts.
Someone asked me, "How would you like your steak cooked?"
I said, "On a stove!"