She has finally learned what I want. She is slowly coming to terms that I get want I want.
PIZZA!
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Pizza Pizza Pizza!
I love this thing called pizza. I've won the battle in making my LandLady miserable unless she gives me pizza. I've made her throw up at work when she's eaten healthy shit. I'm not down with organic fruit, meats, veggies, & cheeses. They suck. I want pizza. I'll make her throw up if she doesn't give me pizza. I also like fruit bars.
She has finally learned what I want. She is slowly coming to terms that I get want I want.
PIZZA!
She has finally learned what I want. She is slowly coming to terms that I get want I want.
PIZZA!
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7 comments:
Silly me. By fruit bar, I thought you were talking about this!
You need to let her wake up earlier in the morning. She still needs to walk me when she wakes up. I hate it when daddy walks me early in the morning. He is supposed to walk me in the afternoon.
LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!
Does the landlord like her pizza with lime sherbert on top yet?
Good for you! Show her who's boss!
In solidarity, I will be eating pizza leftovers for lunch.
Mike,
Oh so that's where Malach is celebrating his birthday.
Cash,
I'll see what I can do Oh Great One.
ColCol,
Fruit bars on top of the pizza. Yummy!
Fay,
Had it for breakfast & lunch! Yay for Pizza!
Keep making the pizza come!
Goodness, what is it going to be like around there when you are a teenager??
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