We Serve A Different Kind Of Meat On A Pole

(My parents manage a local BBQ restaurant. The restaurant is busy for dinner. An elderly gentleman walks in.)

Elderly Man: “Is this a strip club?”

Mom: *bursts out laughing*

Elderly Man: *completely serious* “I heard a new strip club opened up on this road. Is this it?”

Dad: “Umm, no, it is not.”

Elderly Man: “Oh.” *leaves like nothing happened*

(My parents just looked at each other and laughed before going back to work.)