So today at lunch I went to a popular maker of sandwiches that shall remain nameless because I'm not entirely sure how libel law works.
I asked for a 12 inch tuna sub, because Tuna sandwiches are the king of comfort food and I was having a crappy day.
The young woman behind the counter asked me if I wanted that to be a foot long.
The urge to respond, 'No, 12 inches' was almost overwhelming.
It's not quite General Beret-to, but it seemed worth mentioning.
The 42nd Vizsla - Because there were already 41 Vizslas registered here.
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