Pizza request

PIZZA PARLOUR REQUEST

One long night while investigating a San Diego psychiatric hospital
for medical insurance fraud, dozens of FBI agents had worked up an appetite.

So an agent called a nearby Pizza Parlour for delivery.

What follows is the telephone conversation between the Agent and the Pizza Server :


Agent : "Hello. I would like to order 19 large pizzas and 67 cans of soda."

Pizza Server : "And where would you like them delivered?"

Agent : "We're over at the psychiatric hospital."

Pizza Server : "The psychiatric hospital?"

Agent : "That's right. I'm an FBI agent."

Pizza Server : "You're an FBI agent?"

Agent : "That's correct. Just about everybody here is."

Pizza Server : "And you're at the psychiatric hospital?"

Agent : "That's correct. And don't go to the front doors, we have them locked. You will have to go around back, to the service entrance."

Pizza Server : "And you're all FBI agents?"

Agent : "That's right. How soon can you have them here?"

Pizza Server : "And everyone at the psychiatric hospital is an FBI agent?"

Agent : "That's right. We've been here all day and we're starving."

Pizza Server : "How are you going to pay for all of this?"

Agent : "I have my checkbook right here."

Pizza Server : "And you're all FBI agents?"

Agent : "That's right. Everyone here is an FBI agent. Can you remember to bring the pizzas and sodas to the service entrance in the rear? We have the front doors locked."

Pizza Server : "I don't think so."