Saturday, February 4, 2017

Mayo, I tell you a story?

This week on prime time for crime time, I suggest that you ignore health code violations at your own risk. I don't condone breaking the law, this is satire.

Regardless, mayo packets. There's never enough of them, never. So, what I suggest is that you take a tube of mayo to every restaurant you go to, so that you can sell squirts of mayo.

Doesn't sound like a horrible crime? Does it? Is it a crime to want people to enjoy their sandwich? It isn't.

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