Sunday, May 22, 2011

Be At Least A Little Picky

This morning I went across the street to our local Subway for a sandwich to help sustain me through the daily rigours of life. And the guy in front of me got a Subway Club. And guess what he had on it? I'll tell you. He had everything. Literally. He got every vegetable and every sauce and salt and pepper and he only stopped getting stuff cause he had everything.

So what I don't get is what does that sandwich even taste like? It's like using every crayon in the box on top of each other until all you're left with is a big black blotch. A big black blotch of a Subway Club sandwich. I've been thinking about this for hours, and I just don't see any justification for how that sandwich isn't total bullshit.

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