*** TRUE STORY ALERT ***

names and places have been changed to protect the inno-cent


So I walks into Susso's in Watertown for lunch one day, hungry for a Chicken Parm Sub.

They do a good job there with Subs, and the Price_Is_Right

I walks over to the sand-wich counter.

So the conversation goes like this....


Lady, "Hi, can I hep you sir?"

I say, "Yea, gimme a Chicken Parm Sub wiff extra provalone..."

Lady, "Oh, sir we're all out of Sub roles, I could put it into a few of the single bite buns..."

I say, "Ahhhhhh, no."

Then, the Guy next to her says, "Hey, we could put it in a wrap for you, how about in a Spinnach wrap??"

Then, I thought to myself, carefully, with much discernment...'Ah, this guy must be some kind of complete FOOOOOOL to think about putting a dripping-with-sauce-and-cheese-chicken-parm into a freakin' wrap'


Then, I thought to myself, again, carefully with much discernment...'How come these mothers are out of Sub rolls at 1:30 in the afternoon??? At the sandwich counter?? In this store???

I said to them, "Ahhhh, I'm all set I guess."

Then they turned around and started shooting the shit with each other.


Then I thought to myself, carefully, with much discernment...'Hey, this place makes their own bread (and cheese, and fruit etc...you get the picture)'

I walked over to the vast bread Isle

I looked for some bread.

There they were, bags, and bags, and bags of Rolls.

And, they were labeled 'Sub Rolls'

I picked up a bag of those motherfuckin' Sub Rolls and walked over to the lazy-assed sandwich makers and said,

"Do you think you could use these to make my Chicken-Parm Sub???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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The Lady said, "Oh, those! Yes! We can use those to make that Sub!"





That was some lazy-assed shyte