I had a coupon for 2-for-$3 Arby’s Sourdough Melts, so I got one ham and swiss and one roast beef and cheddar for lunch today.

The sandwiches were less than decent; each suffered from too much bread and not enough meat. I won’t have either ever again.

And for the last hour, when I breathe, I smell sourdough. Which means that the sourdough has infiltrated my respiratory system, and that I’m therefore a goner.

And here I always thought I’d go from too many Mountain Dews.