This Country is Full of Sandwiches that Do Not Work
Man is born free, but everywhere his sandwiches are in chains. Last night I forged a sandwich so hideous that I capitulated immediately. I set the bready beast in the dog’s bowl and walked away in despair. It was a complete waste of horseradish-mustard and good intentions; never again will I combine the two.
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my sandwiches often do not work, usually due to my gag reaction and a mere strand of hair that has broken free from the clutches of my scalp. and once that happens, homemade sandwiches are tainted for up to three weeks.
damn.
I feel sad for the dog...wait a minute...no, I don't. :D
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