I Like Big Buns and I Cannot Lie: Conti's Clubhouse Sandwich

EMBA? EMBA? Guestlist? Hayden Kho? That's old shit! Screw that! Haven't you heard? There's a new thing in town! What's that? Hell yeah, it's the Club House Sandwich. It's the new "in" thing broseph. It's a sandwich made with debris from awesome clubs and from grinded house cds. Just kidding. It's a triple decker sandwich made with lettuce, egg, ham, bacon, tuna spread, and awesome bread dude! But Conti's decided that it wasn't cool enough just to use regular bread, so they dipped it in awesome batter and made the bread as french toast! DAAAAAAAAMMMNNNN!!!!

Well, Conti's Clubhouse Sandwich kicks ass! One bite of it and you'll really feel like there's a party in your mouth. Like all of the ingredients are having a dance battle, and they're all f*cked up in ecstasy and raving with glowsticks while dancing to some really bitchin house music. That's probably why it's even called a Clubhouse Sandwich, because it literally feels like the ingredients are going clubbin in your mouth.