What do you like on your breakfast sandwich?

At select Subways across the country (the globe, perhaps), you can get a breakfast sub. Woohoo.

But, perhaps taking away the joy that is my French Toast Sticks from Burger King aside, the commercial for Subway breakfast sandwiches sucks.

Why?

Because Jared Fogle's not dead yet.

Why not? Why is Subway extending his 15 minutes until all that's left is a musty breath coughing out the pocket of his 50-some-odd inch waisted pants.

I thought I heard Jared's days at Subway were over. Or maybe I just hoped that was the case. When South Park did the episode proclaiming Jared lost all the weight because he had aides, I really hoped we were done with him.

But no, he's still hocking sandwiches. Apparently well, too, because Subway's growing like crazy. Shoot, in rinky-dink Georgetown we have at least five Subways - that's more than the number of Burger Kings and McDonald's combined.

He's gained some of the weight back. You think that'd be enough to derail the Subway, but I guess not.

So, now, here he is, asking Kerri Strugg what she wants on her breakfast sandwich. (Well, I think it's Kerri Strugg. All those tiny little gymnasts look the same anyway.)

I don't care what you put on my breakfast sandwich, so long as it has nothing to do with Jared Fogle.