I was making my mouth into the biggest, ugliest ‘o’ I could to get the first juicy bite out of my sweet onioned, honey mustarded, subway submarine but then I tasted not only pickle
but also, slap and tickle, slurp and lick. I was confusing my sub with the PDA couple at the table across!
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