We forgot to take the bean spread out of the hot trunk.
Whoops, lunch plans changed.
We went to the Subway and the line reached into the Pilot annex.
So we pulled into the local McD's for my annual, once a year Big Mac, but the line was out the door.
Then down to the Wendy's but this one smelled like pee.
Finally back to the Subway.
This whole lunch search took about 45 minutes and finally we were downing a submarine sandwich on the picnic table with a black lab from CO Springs. We didn't realize the time and hopped back in the car to find ourselves counting the hours to Boulder and the rehearsal dinner.
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