They don’t mark the state line?
Yes, we 'Merkins have two words for grinders.
Four, if you count “grinder” and “hoagie”.
Mmmmmm…forbidden sandwich…<drool>
Fuck. I’m sick of working to take weight off.
Yeah, but I can’t afford four. I’m just a po’ boy.
Let me guess: Dagwood is your hero?
<d&r>
Apparently, they’re also called Cuban sandwiches, Italian sandwiches, torpedos, wedges, and zeps. It’s a multifaceted sandwich.
Don’t forget the Po’Boy.
Zeps? WTF is a zep?
As in Zeppelin?
Meh. I’m more into Blondie.
Yeah, or a blimpie. (Hence the chain Blimpies)
Well, I dunno about you, but I like to get a nice firm grip on my hoagie after reading FHM and Maxim.
Watch it there, bub. Some stupid asshole might just send you some queen size undies in the mail. And THEN you’ll be sorry!
Don’t you mean a hoagie?
Where have all the hoagies gone?
And where are all the subs?
Where’s the deluxe meatlovers
To feed the hungry chubs?
Isn’t there some white meat upon sesame seed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need
Chorus:
I need a hoagie
I’m holding for a hoagie, 'til the end of the night
Its’s gotta be long
And he’s gotta be hot
And he’s gotta be on toasted rye
I need a hoagie
I’m holding out for a hoagie 'til the morning light
It’s gotta be spiced
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There’s a sandwich reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It’s gonna take a zeppelin to sweep me off my feet
Right now, a female friend of mine is reading my newest issue of Maxim magazine. I haven’t yet read it.
If the OP is right, I’m hanging out with the right women.
What, no “apparatus” jokes yet?
Just as a side-note: down here in South Florida, a Cuban Sandwich is something very specific – it’s a hero on a soft hoagie roll, and it’s got sliced pork and pickles on it, among other things. It’s pressed flat and heated, too. Not your typical sub!