Breakfast my way

[PA.]

I walked into the local cafe and said, "Can you do me a breakfast my way?"

 

The bloke behind the counter said, "Certainly, what's your way?"

 

I said, "Well, first of all I want a fried egg. It should be fried so hard that you can take it off of the plate and bounce it. The beans, they've got to be cold inside, hot outside. I want the fried bread absolutely dripping in grease. I want tomato skins - no tomatoes, just the skins. The bacon has got to be so well done that when you put the fork in it, it springs all over the room. You got that?"

 

He says, "I haven't got time for all that."

 

I said, "You found time yesterday!"