Subway

Ahhh after a long siteseeing tour of the greater Edison, New Jersey, USA, area with my «partner» we found this beautiful little sandwich shop just on the outskirts of the central jersey country side. Our bladders had reached capacity and after my «partner» kept nagging me about my bladder we finally made the decision to «relieve» ourselves. She suggested that I pose infront of the establishment for a photograph. I replied. «HEY LISTEN IM NOT ONE OF YOUR ANIMALS. YOU CAN’T USE MY FOR YOUR SICK PHOTOGRAPHY PROJECTS!!!’ after realizing that raising my voice is the reason we had to reconcile in the first place I calmed down and agreed for the photograph. (In reality I’m camera shy but told my self that i need to be confidence.*at this point in the evening confidence was radiating through my pore*) Back to the review-​we enter the baguette shop and they attempted to take my order. I stammered due to the fact that my „partner“ force-​fed» me sushi after she selected every flavor roll on the list. I froze. and she noticed i was more nervous than when she got out of her abused car. She ordered a high caffiene drink as I shouted «YOUR PORTIONS!“Upon entering the bathroom i realized I couldnt find the light. (This is when the real confidence kicked in. I’n 41 mine I urinated out of windows and down stairwell banisters into buckets.) Anyway the light turned on I relieved myself and thats the end of the fucking story. Fuck Subway and its rubber tasting food and spongey bikram yoga bread.

Wow, this place is out of this world! Literally, I thought I was in another country! The place doesnt even look like they try to make it look good. The place just looks like the sandwhich would taste bad! I walked in, and looked around so it wouldnt be rude, and decided to bounce outta there.