Blah de blah blah blah.
You ain’t got nothing on me, probably, oh, say that’s a fine sandwich you made to throw in the sea.
Why would you throw a sandwich in the sea?
Because it’s a sub sandwich!
That’s right! It’s late night. Better not have a fright.
So get your bread and slather it in mayo, slap on some cheese and some beef and potato, throw on some lettuce and tomato too. Cover it all up with the top of the bread. It’s not something to dread. Chow down, but watch your head! Objects may be closer than they appear.
What? You don’t walk around with a portable side mirror? Oh, dear, oh, dear!