EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh this is the story of an epic voyage of a young hobbit named Michealhandro Filbert Deuskeki Dole III from a small village of RockatommytshirtFord. This story will touch your heart and your genitals in ways you never knew possible.

One brisk fall evening Mr Dole was on his way home from his job, when he suddenly developed an undeniable urge for something sweet, delicious, and scrumptious. This wasnt an ordinary craving, this craving creeped into Mr Doles purple headed yogurt squirter, and the craving proceeded to make a parfait of Young Michaelhandros undergarments. Anyway this craving was for the Cadillac of luncheon meats, yes thats right TURKEY. Now Mr Doles prefers his turkey on white, because in his opinion wheat bread is the equivalent of having 3 inch rims on your Cadillac, while consuming turkey on white will provide you with with ballerish 24 inch rims.......CHUCH

Back to the voyage

Mr Dole decided that subway, and no other sandwich stop would fulfill this undying craving. "All other sandwich stops turkey tastes like concrete, Subway bastes their turkey in 16 herbs and spices."

Stay Tuned for Pt 2 at a later date