I guess we now know your weakness. LOL
BTW - I grew up eating Mayo Sandwiches. Two pieces of Wonder Bread and gobs of Hellmans Mayo. My Mother's Family ate them during the Depression. They couldn't afford meat, but her Mother made her own Mayo (eggs and oil) and they bought day (or two) old bread.
They was a po’ as po’ can be, and my Mother never forgot it.
You're right. That is the very picture of hell to me.
When my kids were little, I would sometimes make their sandwiches for them. Whenever I'd get a bit of mayo on my hand, I'd wash it off .. LOL