Surely everyone has heard the Sofa King gag.
It’s Sofa King good.
It’s Sofaking cheap.
It’s Sofucking close.
It’s So Fucking open.
It’s Sofa King We Todd did.
No, Pho King Way!
I want to see a movie about a large-chested vampire lady.
Rackula
Speaking of which, I love the name of this real establishment in Rioverde, SLP, Mexico.
I presume they do blood draws.
How about a book?
http://www.amazon.com/Rackula-Kristi-Creme-ebook/dp/B00DH0MGYI
The author is Kristi Creme!
There are some restaurants in the SF Bay area called “The Thai Stick”. Unfortunately they only sell Thai food. But, if they can open a branch in Colorado, they can kill 2 birds with one stone(r).
I wanted pre-packaged Chex Mix snacks to come in blackened cajun flavor, called Purina Yuppie Chow.
Of course, that only works if you know that Checkerboard Farms, the one-time producer of Chex cereals, was once part of the conglomerate Ralston-Purina.
And by the time Yuppies were a thing, they weren’t any more. 
There are more yuppies than there were a decade ago, they’re just invisible contrasted with the hipsters.
I evidently failed to make my meaning clear. Chex cereal products are no longer even remotely connected with the Purina Pet Food Company.
I think this place used to be a precursor to the drive-through. The idea is that you park, honk your horn, and a waitress comes out to take your order. But the name implies gastronomic disorders.
Caramba! There’s more than one? The town that Zoe used to grow up in has (maybe had now) a Toot ‘n’ Tell It! which performed as you say. Carhops and such.
Best we had where I spent (misspent) my youth was a Dog ‘n’ Suds. Somehow not as quaint.
With a little more effort, they could’ve named it
Toot-n-C’mon
…and used an Egyptian theme in their decorations.
Might be a tad over the heads of the typical clientele. (Funny as hell to me, though, he said condescendingly).
That idea could lead to a whole 'nother thread of names for businesses that the most likely potential customers wouldn’t understand.
I don’t know where you misspent your youth, but a town near my hometown had a Dog ‘n’ Suds when I was a kid.
Great! I thought it might have been unique to the Central Alabama area, which was where I saw (and ate at often) the only one I can recall.
I heard of a tattoo shop called Yes, it Hurts
My last time through Colorado, I was vetoed out of stopping at Beaver Liquors for some whiskey 
My friend’s mom told me about some of her business plans.
She wanted to open a bar in an old church, and call it “Holy Spirits”. She had a punny slogan, too - wish I could remember.
She also wanted to start a service for people who’ve lost a loved one and have had them cremated, but who are unable to travel to the desired location to scatter them. Her service would ship the cremains and have someone scatter them, say a few nice words, take pictures, etc. She’d call it “Ashes to Ashes, Coast to Coast”.