I'm banned from that pizza. The last time I had it I stink bombed the car so bad that it took like 3 hours of airing it out before the smell came out enough to not make me gag.
It was expressed to me many times over my childhood that chemical weapons, even the fun prank kind, are Not For Me. But hey, I was a kid who had no sense of proportion. And Mom was still pissed about the Lightsaber Incident.
Now I'm adult who's heard of proportion but am not sure I want anything to do with it.
But yeah, that pizza was narsty on the ol' guts. I tried to save mine for Naze's truck on the ride home. He learned quick to drive with the windows cracked, no matter time of year.
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Now I'm adult who's heard of proportion but am not sure I want anything to do with it.
Still, I like the way you think.
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Thanks, man.
But yeah, that pizza was narsty on the ol' guts. I tried to save mine for Naze's truck on the ride home. He learned quick to drive with the windows cracked, no matter time of year.