Yesterday on our satisfying sojourn to Pat's for some cheesesteaks, Jen overheard this conversation between a boyfriend and girlfriend. Pat's is the place to be. Geno's is like Vegas in So. Philly. While Geno's might indeed be good, I have not ever tried it.
Boyfriend: Let's get Pat's
Girlfriend: I want to get Geno's.
Boyfriend; Um, ok. I can do that.
So they headed over to the bright lights of Geno's. A few moments later, the two were back at Pat's. The young woman had eaten just a few bites of her cheesesteak. Her boyfriend got in line at Pat's. As he munched on his Geno's steak, he ordered a Pat's steak. He wasn't even close to finishing his Geno's before he was handed his Pat's. Sometimes, you just can't accept substitutes.
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