"A Po boy is like a sub sandwich." I was told.
"Alright then," I said. "I'll take a ham and cheese Po boy please."
"Would you like to eat that naked?"
I was a bit confused and embarrassed. "Um no," I finally said. "I usually eat with my clothes on."
The southern, Louisiana lady behind the canter laughed. "No darling, it means do you want lettuce, tomatoes and all them other dressin's."
Posted by Michael at April 16, 2004 08:05 PM