Classic late night grubbin situation. Fought my way through a crowd of drunken hipsters to grab the simple pepperoni slice. I was so excited about the slice that I couldn't even wait to take a picture before having a bite. I then hurried home with the grace of a professional speed-walker. I know you all have done it million times; you can't run for fear of dropping the slice, and simply walking home would be ridiculous. It all paid off when I got to jam this thing into my face on my couch and immediately pass out after the last bite.
we got our standard 3 slices of pep
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ReplyDeleteYou did not get 2 slices of 'plain' for 'here'? Very unconventional for you, in my humble observations, HGIyad.
But you know, sometimes a brah just has to strap on the power-walking legs and get to that couch.
This brah gets that.
Anna Marias?
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