Narrator: From deep within his underground lair within his mother’s basement, Chuck the Evil Sandwich Making Guy is hard at work plotting his next devious, brilliantly evil crime! Narrator: Uuuh-- what dastardly crime will it be this time? We he steal all the bologna from the city? Narrator: Or… uh, will he cover City Hall in ketchup and mustard? Um… commandeer a bread factory? Narrator: Okay. What’s wrong, Chuck? Chuck: I don’t know, I guess I’m not really feeling it. Narrator: (sighs) Feeling what? Chuck: You know, the whole sandwich crime thing. Narrator: Yeah, tell me about it. Chuck: Yeah! Why?