Found a nice, cheap Little Ceasar's pizza place near where we live, so we just took advantage of it and made a meal out of that. (No pun intended.) I can't believe that that place almost went out of business. As willpowered as I can be, pizza is one of my great weaknesses. What can I say, it's like green kryptonite for Superman, but only slightly less deadly! Neither my husband, nor myself, can resist gorging and stuffing our faces with the "four food group" glory that has taken our nation by storm. This delicious foodstuff was really invented in Turkey (although, most people think pizza was invented in Italy). But that's a common misconception.
Them: "Showoff!"
Me: "Who are you calling 'showoff?'"
Them: "You."
Me: "Oh yeah?"
Them: "Yeah!"
Me: "Well, kiss my..."
Oh wait, I probably shouldn't directly swear at people who wish to read this blog. I mean, they can always go to the "I hate pizza blog" just as easily with the click of another button.
Them: "Really? We can?"
Me: "Uh, yeah."
Them: "Great. See ya later, dork!"
Me: "Oh yeah, well screw you!"
Uh, sorry. Kinda lost myself a little on that one. Now, what were we talking about? Oh right, pizza. Anyway, ths stuff is great. You can't argue with me there. Unless your doctor advises you not to eat pizza, you should eat literally as much of it as you can. I mean, I am, and I haven't turned into a Ninja Turtle! But that's just me. You can eat whatever the hell you want as long as you don't make me cook it for you!
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