Sons of the Silent Age Part 3

“Gutentag, y Bienvenue a BuffaGrill! E-iner Ein XXXXX!” She’d pronouced the ErrorGarble, “EeeX.” “Schr–pecken Zi- R’aLAnglaissS?” “Yes, yes, we speak English, thanks,” said Pam. “It’s an opening line mom!” said Rachael, chagrinned. It was a very small blonde Japanese girl on a levitating Segway. She had on the shortest little orange miniskirt, fake NeauTats, bubble [...]