March 2007
I know, Quizno's, that you have prime rib on your garlic bread sandwich. I applaud your moxie for telling me via a horny Asian lady.
Can you cut her off before she gets to the giggle?
I can tell you that files, rasps, knitting needles, crochet hooks and a sledgehammer haven't removed that demon noise from my ears yet.
It's enough to hear that "....[the sandwich]... has lots of meat, and that's what women want!" The weird, shrill sound that comes from her mouth from that point is vaguely horrifying.
Please make it stop. Please.
I beg.
12.04.2008
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