i maintain that there are, in fact, four different kinds of pizza
bad bad pizza
good bad pizza
bad good pizza
and good good pizza
and i don’t care how artisanal your crust is, i will take good bad pizza over bad good pizza any day
I’m just gonna bullshit it.
i maintain that there are, in fact, four different kinds of pizza
bad bad pizza
good bad pizza
bad good pizza
and good good pizza
and i don’t care how artisanal your crust is, i will take good bad pizza over bad good pizza any day
A ninja turtle definitely wrote this post <3_<3
My money’s on Donatello. It has the right blend of critical analysis with proper love of pizza.
guys the tmnt fandom has hijacked my post and i couldn’t be happier
I feel greedy and possessive cause all I can think about is calling you mine.
i was waiting on the pizza delivery guy to call me to say my pizza is here and when my phone rang i accidentally answered with “Pizza?” instead of hello and he replied “yes this is pizza”
we ordered dominos and the delivery person gave me the pizza and said “careful the box is really hot” and i was like oh wow it is that’s weird this is way hotter than usual
i pay for the pizza and open the box and take out a slice and
they forgot to take the pizza off the pan
the pan is in the box
under the pizza
they fucking
left the pan
under the pizza
and now we have the pan
cool college guy recipe:
what you will need:
ingredients:
Do you do weddings
i do whatever the hell i waint
My brother: *to his online friends* I gotta go. My pizza is here.
One of his online friends: Where’s my pizza?
Everyone: *laughs*
My brother: *logs out of chat*
Me: You know. You could order them pizza.
My brother: What?
Me: You know his adress.
My brother: We live in Canada. They are in the States.
Me: So. You can order it online and pay with a credit card.
-20 minutes later-
Online friend: HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET ME A PIZZA FROM CANADA?
I like how thus far there seems to be two responses to this post.
1. This is soooo sweet and pure.
2. Tagging a friend with something to the the effect of “Where’s my pizza?”
why does sex have to result in babies why cant it result in pizza
“push, Helen! push!” she gives the last of her energy, and she hears it
the soft, tender sizzle of a freshly baked pizza
the doctor holds it up by the crust, carefully snipping off the little plastic table
“it’s a deep dish!”
what the hell is wrong with this website
We like pizza and not babies.
my parents did have a pizza
i was waiting on the pizza delivery guy to call me to say my pizza is here and when my phone rang i accidentally answered with “Pizza?” instead of hello and he replied “yes this is pizza”