So in the world of first dates, sandwiches and a movie are definitely pretty low key. I mean, making dinner for someone can be a big deal, a lot of things can go wrong, just ask this guy. Al right, maybe that could be a bit drastic, but mess-ups can be possible.

This needs to be planned carefully. This isn’t like trying to make you some huge meal. If I mess that up, I can always use the excuse that I’m just a guy, and you have to forgive me, because us guys are simple. Apparently though, there are many ways to make a sandwich. Wow, Yahoo alone has 531 ways! I didn’t know you could find so many ways to stick something between two pieces of bread. This already has the earmarks of trouble. Oh boy, I’m going to screw this up infinitely. By the time I leave your place, there will be different types of food everywhere, except the floor, because Max will eat that, don’t worry. This looks like Max pre-shave.

Hopefully though, I can find a way to make you a perfect sandwich. I know it might be impossible, but you never know, fate could be on my side. I mean, it can’t be too hard to make the perfect sandwich, there is help everywhere on how to do so. But wait a minute! Why should I make the sandwich, it would be perfectly legitimate for me to take the easy way out, and hire a sandwich guru, or perhaps an advanced scientist who understands the bio-mechanics of a sandwich making machine. Maybe he can help me, thus impressing you, and making me look like a culinary genius in the process. Oh blah, what’s the use, I just can’t go around having bread artists do my bidding for me. If I want to be romantic, caring, and sensitive to your carnal desire to eat food, I’m going to have to make those sandwiches myself. Sometimes it makes you want to give kind’ve a sour and gritty look.

I cannot lie though. Deep down, I want to make a sandwich for you Lexi. The desire to fill your tummy with good and healthy food I can  longer deny. It is important that I do this, I know. So tomorrow I’ll make you a nice turkey sandwich with avocado, turkey bacon, and alfalfa sprouts. I don’t know if there will be bread, but in the midst of all the craziness, I think I can find a way to slap a couple of pieces to the outsides of your magical meat mix.

Maybe then, just then, I can come up with the magical perfect concoction, of making you the perfect sandwich. Ooh, as for movie, we’ll just watch Superbad, you can’t go wrong with that one.