Who Has the Italian Sub?

We saw our first crazy person on the subway.

Ben's parents were in town for about a week.  They entertained themselves most of the time with whale watching, going to Cape Cod, Boston, and whatever else they felt like.  On the weekend Ben and I took them into Boston on the subway to show them a few things they had missed.

I noticed a odd guy talking to random strangers and being really chatty with everyone while we waited for our ride but didn't think anything of it.  He, of course, got on our car and proceeded to walk the length of the car back and forth as he talked to everyone.  Usually it was to the crowd in general, but occasionally he would try to chat with an individual.  You know, compliment clothing, ask what they were up to that day...pick up phone numbers.  It was a little awkward until...

Someone got on with food at one of the stops and Chatty Chatterson began interrupting himself in mid-sentence by enthusiastically asking about an Italian sub.  "Somebody's got an Italian sub, mmm-mmm!" Then he'd talk a little more about something unrelated and suddenly exclaim, "Seriously, I just want to know where you got it.  It smells GOOD!"

His favorite line was, "Who...has...the Italian...sub?!"  He said that one about a half-dozen times.  It was too funny, everyone in our car went from stoic stares at the floor hoping he wouldn't speak to them, to making eye contact with other passengers while stifling a laugh.