Friday, April 13, 2007
The Sandwich Machine
This is just a generally generic first posting in order to establish the overall domination The Manwich Machine has over The Sandwich Machine. It’s not the type of domination that Sous Rature is probably thinking about; it's the kind that Walrus USED to have over Jeff Gordon…way back in the day. That’s it.
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While the manwich/sandwich comparison seems to weigh heavily in favor of the manwich, I must point out the clear linguistic argument. All manwiches are sandwiches, but not all sandwiches are manwiches; it only follows that a machine that makes sandwiches by definition also makes manwiches, and thus a manwich machine only betrays the limited imagination, imagination, and vision of its maker.
You are in fact wrong.
A Manwich Machine, oh holy device that it is, is in fact a sandwich machine, yet it is a highly-specialized ninja of sandwich machines. It would be as if you were to argue that a car machine is better than a Porsche machine; see, it’s stupid. Since you are obviously naturally and supernaturally oppressed by the elitist nature of The Manwich Machine, we here at The Manwich Machine will include you in our prayers to the almighty Meat god.
We have in fact devoted our lives to the glory of the Manwich. We don’t like tuna, peanut butter and pickles, or any other ingredient to disgrace the mechanics of the Holy Almighty Praise Jesus Manwich Machine. Nope. Give us meat.
After all, The Sandwich Machine is nothing better than a George Forman Grill.
Sounds like unwarranted orthodoxy to me--I bow down to no false idols (or any for that matter), meaty or otherwise. Besides, haven't you seen a Venn diagram before--a sandwich machine, by definition, can also make a manwich.
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