Sandwiches.

Part 4 of the “Occupational Hazards” Story Arc.

Being poor sucks, but what’s more blowful is having really over-protective parents. I remember back in high school, when I’d simply go out to Steak n’ Shake with my friends, my dad would warn me not “to do the ‘X'” (as in “ecstasy”) as he saw the dangers of teen drug abuse on 20/20. Furthermore, back in my younger, fashion-forward college freshman days, I’d wear a sweat-wristband, in which my dad warned, “kids wear those things to say, ‘Hey, I’m available for sex’!” Or so says Barbara Walters.

6 Responses to “Sandwiches.”

1. Behemoth Says:
   July 19th, 2007 at 2:54 pm

   Food does go on trees.
   See: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apple

   p.s. style comes with a price.

2. phillip retuta Says:
   July 19th, 2007 at 5:31 pm

   That was part of the joke, Tim/Todd/Tim.

3. Vodka Drunkenski Says:
   July 19th, 2007 at 5:39 pm

   There’s jokes too now? Jokes and storylines? Things are really taking off here at sausage-fest.com.

4. Warship Satan Says:
   July 19th, 2007 at 5:50 pm

   So that’s why you always wore those wristbands when we’d hang out…?

5. Cornfed Pig Says:
   July 19th, 2007 at 8:25 pm

   I dunno about bracelets, but them gays sure got their hankies down
   http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Handkerchief_code#One_example_of_a_hanky_code

   If I was a gay, it’d be apricot all the way.

   That’s right I said A GAY.

6. phillip retuta Says:
   July 20th, 2007 at 1:13 am

   Lil’ Tim: I guess the one-piece dominatrix suit wasn’t obvious enough, I had to resort to my bracelet or leather cuff.
   -p.

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