Granted you have the most delicious turkey sandwich ever, and it's fucking huge so you can pig out for a longgg time. And it has your Dijon mustard. But to get the Dijon mustard they had to bring the sandwich to France (from 'Merica) and the airlines fucked up with overbooking so the sandwich can't be flown back. If you want your sandwich you have to go to France to get it.
I wish the character in Mynta's signature had it's eyes poked out.