The joys of mealtime conversation

Things you don’t want to hear when you’re in Subway, just getting stuck into a footlong meatball marinara –

“When I can round after the operation there was blood on the gown on the stomach, obviously nowhere near my mouth. I reckon they dropped one of my tonsils on me.”

Blood? Tonsils? Meatball marinara? OOOOOOK and we’re done with the sub……

I really need to pick my lunchtime companions more carefully.

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