It might be a chain, but honestly, the subs at Firehouse Subs are kinda darn good. Meat and cheese and salt and fat — just what every office worker needs come lunchtime.
Well, Laura, this is just freaky ass weird. I found your blog, I click randomly on your page, and I find myself here. My colleague informed me ten minutes ago that she had won a free lunch at Firehouse Subs, some random ass place I’d never heard of. So now I think I will go enjoy the meat and cheese and fat (and will think of you while doing so). We are divinely intertwined, I think. It was fab to meet ya at the par-tay. Will hunt you down on myspace as soon as I am away from work and thus have access to the work-forbidden site.
I must have been really hungry … my second Firehouse experience … in addition to taking forever … featured a not-so yummy sammy that was overburdened with shredded iceberg lettuce and mealy pink tomatoes. Blech.
February 6, 2006 @ 11:01 am
Heather
Well, Laura, this is just freaky ass weird. I found your blog, I click randomly on your page, and I find myself here. My colleague informed me ten minutes ago that she had won a free lunch at Firehouse Subs, some random ass place I’d never heard of. So now I think I will go enjoy the meat and cheese and fat (and will think of you while doing so). We are divinely intertwined, I think. It was fab to meet ya at the par-tay. Will hunt you down on myspace as soon as I am away from work and thus have access to the work-forbidden site.
February 23, 2006 @ 11:17 am
Laura
I must have been really hungry … my second Firehouse experience … in addition to taking forever … featured a not-so yummy sammy that was overburdened with shredded iceberg lettuce and mealy pink tomatoes. Blech.
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