Ha!
Ha ha!
The pizza is out of the oven, steaming and cooling, beckoning to me, calling, weeping for me to eat it. Soon, oh, soon, my pizza, my own.
Xander ,'Help'
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Ha!
Ha ha!
The pizza is out of the oven, steaming and cooling, beckoning to me, calling, weeping for me to eat it. Soon, oh, soon, my pizza, my own.
There is pizza. Pizza is good. There is joy in Mudville tonight.
I also had pizza. I didn't make it myself, so I had to walk a half a block to pick it up.
You are probably not having potassium-fortified pizza like I am. I feel this is a mistake. All pizza should be my pizza.
I'm out of control. Help me.
just eat your pizza, andi, you'll be fine
I have eaten my pizza. I sprinkled potassium chloride on it. Hello, salty goodness.
I'm ok. Really.
mmm .. pizza.
actually, i do not want pizza. but I am full fo gin and wine so everything ( and may I repeat (EVERYTHING) sounds wonderful.
and Gershwin!girl is adorable
Ooh, guess what? A cupcake bakery just opened down the block from me. This could get ugly.
mmmm salty fun
I really think the mousy should leave on his on four scritchy little feet.
It's a hundred year old building that I live in. And they are doing construction. And the cold just hit. A mouse is no shock. (Other than the jumping and screaming)