Getting baseball scores is so easy today

Someone ate the rest of my sandwich I put in the refrigerator today.

Unbelievable.

That’s fine. I’m more than happy to play their game.

I’m going to Subway again tomorrow, and ordering a footlong Cold Cut Combo. I’ll eat half of it at my desk. Then I’ll take the other half into the restroom, where it will be subjected to every fluid I can pee, poop or pull from my body.

I will neatly wrap the sandwich, and put it into the refrigerator.

And yes, I’ll wash my hands after I add the condiments. Geez…I don’t want you to think I’m disgusting, or anything.

SOB Translation of the Day

Quote: “Yo’ this san’ich be tastin’ all funkdafied and shit.”

Translation: “This sandwich taste like ass.”

Update: After running my idea by Mr. O, he suggested I put a laxative in the sandwich instead. That makes more sense. What was I thinking? I can’t put something in the refrigerator that’s touched my balls.

MR. O
You’re the victim here. Besides, body fluids are what you use to decorate your furniture.

BENNY
I’m glad I called.

MR. O
Me too.

Don’t think me unkind. Words are hard to find.

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