Pizza: As Good as Booty?

On Friday, I happened to talk to TJ and Erica because Erica decided to be extremely immature about seeing Marian Gaborik, and the three of us decided to have an impromptu get-together out of mutual boredom and loneliness. Even more spontaneously we decided to get pizza, since none of us had dinner and we all needed some (pizza) action. It… Read more →

I’ll Never Know What You Find When You Open Up Your Pizza Box Tomorrow

Well we did it. We went in, got a bunch of boxes, and got out. We traveled through cake eater territory, and made it out alive. What follows are the experiences that followed. It seemed like there were nine boxes, all stacked up, filling the front passenger seat. I squirmed in underneath, and held my breath. The windows fogged up… Read more →