A restaurant was where a man found himself with his girlfriend.
For starters, he had ordered the soup. While he was contentedly slurping away, a fly caught his attention in the soup… prompting him to summon the waiter.
“There’s a fly in my soup, waiter,” the man stated.
Upon inspecting, the waiter concurred, “Indeed, sir, I believe there is.”
Growing increasingly annoyed, the man exclaimed, “I KNOW THERE’S A FLY IN MY SOUP…WHAT’S IT DOING THERE!”
After another glance, the waiter remarked, “It appears he’s doing the back-stroke, sir.”