Ok, Jared "Eat Fresh" Fogle we is coming for you boy! No five dolla footlong will save you from the wrath of vaught and Ross. We must sacrifice you to the god of ribs(google it, its real mofos). Our hunger will not be quenched until we have more ribs that as Ross said, literally fall off the bone. So this is your warning Mr. Fogle we are coming and we will find you. So you can run and tell that homeboy!
P.S. If Ross wants the rack of lamb we might have to sacrifice your wife as well. Sorry bro.
