Joey: [smarmy voice] There’s always room for jello.
Rachel: …How do you make that dirty?
Joey: Oh, it’s easy. Yeah, I-I can do it with anything. Watch, uh…
[snaps his fingers and in the same smarmy voice]
Joey: Grandma’s chicken salad.
—Friends, “The One Hundredth” (10/8/98)
I was cruising up Harford Road a day or two ago, on my way home, when I got slowed way down by the usual traffic that builds up between 25th Street and St. Lo Drive/The Alameda. While waiting, I happened to notice what I can only assume is a new take-out place, with some hand-lettered signs attached to the wall outside. One of them detailed the Special of the Day:
I don’t know why, but the second half of that Chicken Box sign completely cracked me up.