Dough-NOT!

Bill stopped in to Harry's Diner for a quick lunch.

The place looked very shabby as he walked in but he sat down anyway.

""What'll it be, stranger?" the waitress asked.

"Uh, I'll have a hamburger, please."

"One hamburger, Harry!" she yelled.

Harry, an aptly named burly fellow, grabbed a hunk of raw hamburger meat, shoved it under his armpit, flapped his arm to flatten the patty, then threw it on the grill.

"That's disgusting!" Bill exclaimed.

"That's nothing," the waitress said. "If you want to see something really disgusting be here in the morning when he's making the doughnuts!"