Hold the Mayo

I find mayonnaise such an evil substance that it could only be extracted from the loins of Satan himself. Why people would eat it is beyond me. I’ve even seen what it’s made out of and it doesn’t look all that dangerous in its deconstructed form. But put all that stuff together and you have some vile slop.

I was eating a sub sandwich today when I started thinking how bland it was without any dressing on it. I told them no mayo and that’s what I got. When I looked at the menu for the sub shop, I noticed how almost everything had mayo on it. Even the Italian sub had mayo in addition to oil and vinegar. Personally, I like my Italian subs to either have just oil or possibly Italian dressing or even some sort of Balsamic Vinaigrette. When I was out having lunch with the wife a few weeks back, we went to a local sandwich place and when I asked the girl taking the order if the Italian sub had mayo on it, she asked the manager, to which he replied, “The Italian? God, no.” That was the response I was looking for and it is my favorite response so far. I just wish it would apply to every sandwich ever created. “Mayo? God, no. Who would want to eat that garbage?” If only.

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6 Responses to Hold the Mayo

  1. Teresa says:

    i love mayo! it’s god’s preference for sandwiches. i think it might be in the bible somewhere.

  2. nisi says:

    AMEN! We were out for the first time in weeks and mistakenly, I ordered my chicken sandwich without saying the 3 most important words, ever. “No mayo, please!”. GAG! After I scraped off the inch thick of white goop, I still couldn’t choke it down without feeling the urge to purge.

  3. daniel says:

    that’s it, i need to come back to tucson immediately. only zac understands the truth about mayo. and cats and dogs. was it pjs?

  4. Dave says:

    Were you getting a yum rocket?

  5. katohater says:

    Not PJ’s, although I got some coupons they were giving out on campus so there will be PJ’s soon. This place was called Daglio’s or something like that.

    My yum rocket needs no more mayo, you know what I’m sayin’?

  6. Dave says:

    You have to go back, Kate! You have to go back!