'WE GOT A B.L.T. WITH EXCESSIVE MAYO SOUTHBOUND ON THE INTERSTATE'
(Thanks to Chuck Cody)
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April 28, 2011
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Chasing down the Hamburglar.
(Mmmm. BLT.)
Posted by: Loudmouth | April 28, 2011 at 09:02 AM
nyuk nyuk
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | April 28, 2011 at 09:03 AM
They should pair up with C.H.I.P.s
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | April 28, 2011 at 09:03 AM
Do these folks accept off-duty missions? I'd like them to take on the alarming number of criminal restaurants that don't know a Reuben is a sandwich with bread on the top, not one of these stupid, pansy "open-faced" abominations.
Posted by: Just Some Guy | April 28, 2011 at 09:28 AM
They can have my excessive mayonnaise when they wipe it off my cold, sticky fingers.
Posted by: padraig | April 28, 2011 at 09:37 AM
rye humor
Posted by: sandy | April 28, 2011 at 09:38 AM
Can't wait for the TV show - Sandwich Police: Cold Cuts Files
Posted by: Layzeeboy | April 28, 2011 at 09:48 AM
"Spread 'em"
Posted by: sandy | April 28, 2011 at 10:00 AM
They've got an APB on the Panini Brothers.
Posted by: Siouxie | April 28, 2011 at 10:35 AM
That's not an APB, Siouxie, it's a PBJ.
Posted by: Layzeeboy | April 28, 2011 at 10:37 AM
Darn, I can't find a picture of a police car from this department.
Posted by: Ralph | April 28, 2011 at 10:40 AM
*Whooop-Whoop-Whooooooop* On our way!
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | April 28, 2011 at 10:46 AM
I hope y'all are happy. Now I'm hungry.
Posted by: nursecindy | April 28, 2011 at 11:29 AM
Somebody else bring the lettuce and tomatoes.
Posted by: Ernie G | April 28, 2011 at 11:41 AM
Cheese it. The pigs.
Posted by: Loudmouth | April 28, 2011 at 11:46 AM
Do you know why I stopped? You were doing corned beef in a pastrami zone.
Pastrami on white with mayo - now that's a felony! (Recalling Annie Hall).
How do you plead? No condiments, your Honor.
Speeding? But officer, I was only trying to catsup to everyone else!
Posted by: SW | April 28, 2011 at 12:13 PM
I smell bacon.
For very special injuries.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | April 28, 2011 at 12:14 PM
That would be a Bay State town.
We also have towns named Shirley and Sharon.
Always good for a laugh to see a town limits sign that says "Entering Shirley"
Posted by: pokerplayer | April 28, 2011 at 12:19 PM
We also have a town named Athol.
Posted by: pokerplayer | April 28, 2011 at 12:20 PM
some guys like to help themselves
Posted by: sandy | April 28, 2011 at 12:26 PM
They probably mace you with chipotle-spray.
Posted by: Martini Shark | April 28, 2011 at 12:26 PM
PP - I recently stopped in Sharon for gas and a sandwich. I learned the term "bulky," as opposed to a hoagie. Very quaint town.
Posted by: SW | April 28, 2011 at 12:34 PM
pokerplayer, here in PA there are signs that say "Welcome to Intercourse." Always reminded me of prom night.
Posted by: Layzeeboy | April 28, 2011 at 01:23 PM
@Pokerplayer: We used to sell Athol furniture.
" What kind of table is that ? "
" Athol "
>slap<
Posted by: Clankazoid | April 28, 2011 at 01:27 PM
There's also a town named Holden.
"Do you know Dick Hertz from Holden?"
Posted by: pokerplayer | April 28, 2011 at 01:59 PM