The Perfect Sandwich
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Concluida lun, jul 11, 2016<5 mins
"It's a story about a Sandwich for God sake! how hard can it be to compose?"
-An Author who can make a Sandwich.
Sandwiches everywhere.
Must Sandwich harder.
Sandwich Simulator 2k16, with the additional content. Chewing suffering.
Sandwich? No, Sandwiches.
Anyways, going to search up Sandwich on Google now.
"Sandwich harder to achieve total Sandwich"
-A random living, breathing, and talking sandwich in the world.
"I used to be a Sandwich, then they coated me in Maple Syrup and fried me."
-A former Bread turned French Toast Sandwich.
Wait, if the bread is turned into French Toast, does it make it into a Toastwich?
Oh shiz, I think I found a new question regarding science.
(Note the extreme Sarcasm, and the Sandwich)
"Experience Sandwility."
-Zenyatta's line turned into pun meme thing
Oh snap, I made a pun. I bet it was, Witching. -cue in cringe music-
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