Stuff I Wish I Invented: The Manwich

As I delve deeper into this segment, you are will surely hear about some other food items that I wish I invented, but number one on this list will forever be The Manwich. Let’s start with the food itself, it consists of ground meat (caviar for non-queers) and some sort of sauce that makes saying “fuck you” to napkins, inevitable. You have to put it one bread so that you can totally neglect the thought eating utensils and any sort of order to the insanity. Now, the contents are as incredible as Blue Mountain State, but the name is what truly sets it apart. Even when comparing the title to some other good sandwich names like the BLT, the Reuben, or the Club, it’s like comparing Bruce Springsteen to Clay Aiken. If sandwiches could talk, the Manwich would ask where the closest full-contact strip club is, while all other sandwiches would ask if they could lick you asshole. A Sandwich is a Sandwich, A Manwich is the Fucking Truth.