I normally only mention this when I'm trying to impress a chick, but I'm not just a bludging uni media student, I'm also a pretty big player down at Subway at Winston Hills. I'm both a qualified sandwich and wrap artist, and I also make a mean Subway cookie. To put it simply, I'm the fucking pants.
Now, Subway run ads on Sydney radio stations where they'll get a store manager to go 'Hi I'm Spiros I'm the manager at Subway Cabramatta' so listeners know that next time they're escaping the Vietnamese Triads in Cabramatta they can pick up a foot-long. Anyway, as I was having a shower this morning (pics will be posted later) I hear 'Hi I'm Jessica, I'm the manager at Subway Winston Hills'.
NO, YOU'RE NOT.
Without breaking a whole bunch of privacy laws, there is a girl named Jessica who works at Subway Winston Hills, but she works only a few shifts on the weekends. She is about as far from manager as you can get. On a scale of 1 to manager, she's a 2, and I'm rounding up here. So what's the deal, Subway promotions? Not only are you overlooking my soothing, baritone voice for your gay ads, you're LYING TO THE AUSTRALIAN PEOPLE.
I'M TAKING THIS STRAIGHT TO THE TOP SUBGAY
YOU HEAR ME
STRAIGHT TO THE TOP
7 comments:
You, a player? I am yet to see the fruits of your labour!!
dont listen to him baby, come to bed
Anonymous sounds like Whybrow, if only because he's the only person gay enough to say 'fruits of your labour'
Just because I say 'fruits of your labour' does not mean that I am gay, only that I am cultured and that I know the english language very well (apart from costed!!)...
No I just checked it means you're gay
So when do we get to meet socko's girl?
who the hell is socko?
That was funny, he he he. You make me giggle.
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