A Long John Silver's fast food place in a nuclear power plant serves a menu item called Nuclear Fish An' Chips (nuclear fission chips). It's run by a religious order of monks. One guy behind the counter is the fish friar (fryer). The other one is the Chip Monk. Their favorite song is "Glow Worm". They prefer sushi and they always stand around with bated breath. Smells terrible. But to keep a fish from smelling ya cut off his nose. (If you hate these jokes, keep in mind I'm working for "scale".)

When they hiss or boo(as they surely will when you tell this or the others) you can say, "You can hiss, you'll be telling it tomorrow.)

Art Thieme (again)