Big Ballin' Sub
Visiting Subway restaurants can be problematic. I always encounter dilemmas such as "Which sub should I get?" or "What type of bread would be best for this sub?"
When it comes to Subway, I have 99 problems, but their products being inexpensive for me ain't one"
A while back, we were heading home from a nightclub. We pit-stopped into a sandwich shop, surveyed the menu and ordered. I was up first. I whipped out my wallet and paid for the driver and myself. Two large subs, two drinks, $16.
"Can I help you?" the sandwich maker asks the third and last in our group.
His focus shifts from the menu and onto the sandwich artist in disgust. "Yes, but none of these subs fit my **ballin'** taste."
"I need something classier. Something your menu doesn't have. Can we make something custom?"
"Yes, but I'll charge you extra."
"No problem, I'm **ballin'**, I can afford anything here."
NEVER, EVER tell a storekeeper you're ballin'. That's like writing a blank cheque. One sandwich later, no drink, $18. He ordered an extra slice of cheese and it brought the total to $20. Long live the Big Ballin' Sub!
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