Who wants to open a deli with me?
At work the other night, I came up with a great idea for a deli. Either that or the fumes from cleaning the salad bar were finally getting to me. We could call it The White House and serve 44 sandwiches. Each sandwich would be for a different president:
George Washington's would have cherries on it.
Thomas Jefferson's would have both white and dark meat.
William Henry Harrison's would be a little snacker.
Abraham Lincoln's would be called the Unifier and you could get two halves of any of the other sandwiches.
Teddy Roosevelt's would be an ostrich burger.
Taft's would be the heaviest.
FDR's would be a ruben without the 'kraut.
Jimmy Carter's would be peanut butter!
Clinton's would be salami.
George W. Bush's would be something that leaked a lot of oil.
And Obama's would be constantly changing!
This is fun! What else should we serve?
George Washington's would have cherries on it.
Thomas Jefferson's would have both white and dark meat.
William Henry Harrison's would be a little snacker.
Abraham Lincoln's would be called the Unifier and you could get two halves of any of the other sandwiches.
Teddy Roosevelt's would be an ostrich burger.
Taft's would be the heaviest.
FDR's would be a ruben without the 'kraut.
Jimmy Carter's would be peanut butter!
Clinton's would be salami.
George W. Bush's would be something that leaked a lot of oil.
And Obama's would be constantly changing!
This is fun! What else should we serve?