It’s a few days before payday. You’re down to the last of the food you have and it’s time to eat something.
“I think I’ll have a sandwich!” you say to yourself.
So you go to the fridge and you examine what you have for sandwich fixings. And you find enough tuna salad for one and a half sandwiches and a mostly eaten leftover bowl of macaroni and cheese.
“Oh man,” you’re thinking.
Well, think no more friend. Mix the two together and you have what I’m calling a tuna casserole sandwich. And it’s pretty tasty.
Also the cat keeps following me around while I’m holding it and it’s creeping me out.