
But the actual effect is: Oh my god, that giant Friendly's food is going to destroy the city and devour us all! Run! Run for your lives!
Particularly menacing is the giant reuben sandwich, on a farm around twilight, lurking out behind the barn, peeking around the corner. It's late autumn or early winter, and the whole place looks spooky. This is the kind of setting where, in a movie, someone is probably about to get jumped by a person holding a sickle. And there is the Giant Menacing Reuben Of Doom, trying to hide behind a perfectly functional, if moody, barn. Is that blood, or just Thousand Island dressing? Quick, run, it's coming for you!
I wish I could find a picture of this picture to post. Maybe I'll sneak my camera in next time I'm going there.
2 comments:
Reubens are xtra scary 'cuz they're from New York. Damned librul flatlander New York sammiches, coming up here and hiding behind our good Vermont barns, ready to scare the cows.
The pictures didn't come out too great, but here they are.
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