There's no way to pussy-foot around the issue, it's simple problem with a simple fix.
And you can tell when we haven't gotten our dose - the signs are obvious and devastating:
- that sad, depraved look combined with the sunken eyes
- weak muscles, slow reaction time, veins sticking out
- smell of hunger on the breath
Its really sad that we are this addicted, and there's only one thing that will cure the craving:
Subway's foot-long, Italian BMT on honey-oat bread with lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, salt&pepper, and mayo.
Ohhhh yeahhh baby....