[50mm]

I ate at White Castle once. Got a half dozen gut grenades and an order of coffin nails. Never went back.

[shibumi]

Reminds me of the favorite, oft-told two-liner inspired by a late night White Castle session:

Q - Why do farts smell?

A - So that deaf people can enjoy them.

(At this point in the conversation my beloved wife feels compelled to recount the story of the time when, while sleeping well after midnight, I emitted a flatulent utterance of such volume that it rattled the glass in the bedroom window, awoke my son sleeping in the basement and caused the dogs to bark in full alarm.)