Ya I ate it...

This story got a good laugh last night so it's a post today.  Hopefully a much shorter post than the last which I found I lost someones interest half way through and they never read the ending to the story. TOM!

So I believe I was 14 and I had my friend Holly over at our summer home on Plum Island.  It was lunch time and we were inside in the livingroom eating.  I was in a chair and Holly was sitting on the sofa about 10 ft away from me.  I made ham sandwich's for lunch.

I had maybe taken one or two bites of my sandwich and was going in for a third bite when I noticed that it looked like something had fallen out of my sandwich and landed on my chest.  So what do I do?  I pick it up and eat it of course.  It was my sandwich after all right?

Once I swallowed the suspicious meat Holly immediately screamed "GROSS I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST ATE THAT"  huh?  What the heck is her problem?  I ate a piece of my sandwich that fell out of the bread.  Shutup and finish yours.

HOLLY:  I had a piece of meat in my mouth that was gristly and couldn't chew it enough to eat it so I threw it at you and you ate it!!

Ya  I ate it...