Sellers of dried grapes are always raisin awareness.
My mom ran out of poultry seasoning so she winged it.
My famous bacon soup recipe began as an add hock meal.
When making butter there is little margarine for error.
The British cannibal enjoyed snacking on fish and chaps.
I decided that becoming a vegetarian was a missed steak.
The raisin wined about how he couldn’t achieve grapeness.
Those who change the color of their food are on a dye-it.
One ear of corn said to the other ‘You’re getting husky’.
There was a fight in the candy store. Two suckers got licked.
Mothers everywhere want their children to give peas a chance.
Never eat popcorn shrimp. There’s something fishy about them.
My dog was mustard-colored. That made him a Gulden Retriever.
The Chinese pizzeria murder mystery genre is a novel dough mein.
The fruit farmer was plum happy he pruned his orchard last fall.
The magician who loved his chocolate could perform a lot of Twix.
My attempt at starting a street market turned out to be fruitile.
The food taster quit his job because he had too much on his plate.
Marie Antoinette said that feeding the peasants was a piece of cake.
Thieves who steal corn from a garden could be charged with stalking.
I relish the fact that you’ve mustard the strength to ketchup to me.
Most airline food is pretty bad, but their haggis is just plane offal.
Some of us are like potatoes: thick skinned but soft inside when warmed.
Short-order cooks in busy restaurants call themselves ‘pressure cookers’.
Since her kind gift of a lemon cake I rate her as one of Madeira friends.
She took lots of crunchy foods to her radio interview, for the sound bites.
People who eat their apples stem and seed and all improve their core values.
The man who survived mustard gas and pepper spray is now a seasoned veteran.
There was a sale at the fish market today. I went to see what was the catch.
The soldier who survived mustard gas and pepper spray is now a seasoned veteran.
People often ask me if I enjoy working with seafood. I tell them I’m accident prawn.
The lights were too bright at the Chinese restaurant so the manager decided to dim sum.
I get distracted by all the meats in the deli section, must be my short attention spam.
The pod vegetables I bought for the gumbo I was making were so-so. They were medi-okra.
Never build model people close to the ocean. You might lose your sand dolls in the waves.
The girl said she recognized me at the vegetarian restaurant. But I’ve never met herbivore!
So I’m opening up a pool-side Mexican grilled chicken restaurant. I’m calling it Marco Pollo.
One of the first things you’ll notice at the Beijing airport is a whole lot of Chinese checkers.
The health food customer purchased fibre optics from the optometry centre for accurate eyesight.
The crowd at the Cannibal’s party grew silent when he announced he would be serving finger foods.
Yesterday my fridge thought it was a microwave, so we got into a heated fight. But we’re cool now.
The big city reporter did not impress the Idaho potato farmer, after all he was just a commentator.
The rotten food in the garbage can behind the restaurant was covered with flies. To the vectors go the spoils.
On December 7th I took a lady to dinner. I did not have a good time. It was a date that will live in infamy forever.
My best friend and I attended culinary school together and then opened our own restaurant. I guess we are taste buds.
The short-order crook poached his eggs, shaved his chocolate, welched on his rabbits, and even his pastry was stollen.
The man brought an umbrella with him into the ice cream store because he heard there was a chance of sprinkles. Adele M.
My wife uses a kitchen implement to shred garlic and parmesan cheese, which I hate. It really is the grater of two evils.
The produce grocer keeps his eyes peeled for potatoes and slips through bunches of bananas every week at the farmers market.
My job as head chef at a top rated restaurant is in jeopardy because my latest culinary creation was called a recipe for disaster.
Did you hear the one about the woman who threw her toaster away because it kept burning the bread? She was black toast intolerant.
About Annie Rosy
Annie is a writer who likes to focus on funny pick up lines. She enjoys making people laugh and feel good, and thinks that using a clever line can be the perfect way to start a conversation. When she's not writing, Annie loves spending time with her friends and family. She's always up for trying new things, and is always looking for ways to make life more fun.
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