Well then summon Shrek and Mike Wazouski to tell you jokes, and while you’re distracted, I take the Sandwich from you, hop into my time traveling Chull-mobile, and zoom back to the prehistoric eras. I hire a T-Rex to protect the Sandwich.
I speak now the fourth ideal of the Truthwatchers, though it is unique to myself.
I accept that there is Truth I cannot comprehend (including a negative x negative=positive), but I will try to learn of them so I can eventually understand them.
I use the sheer force of ogres are like onions to take the sandwich from you while singing the FSY theme song.
you want my sandwich? You can’t have my sandwich!
I tame the dragons and train them to take the Sandwich from you. I poof the Sandwich into sentience with 10000000 Breaths and sheer force of memes. It now wants to stay with me.
I hack your Facebook and make you unfriend the dementors. They give me the Sandwich cause I paid paid them human souls that my pet Voidbringa gathered.
I help the Sandwich fill out a Stormlight rpg character sheet, give it the rundown of the rules, and we have the best Sandwich and GM nerdy play sessions ever.