just went to pizza pizza with my buddy ward. we are both completely broke and had to comb the carpet for nickels. we are so sad and pathetically hungry. the guy at the pizza shoppe was all sleazy and i was a complete bitch saying it is like 11 pm and what else does he have to do besides go back there and make me a friggin’ pizza regardless of me paying for it in pennies and quarters and loonies i’m hungry now gawdDammit! and so i go out to the car to clean out the ashtray of dimes and he’s all like, “Is that yore gurLfrend?” to my bud and ward’s like, “uhhm no.” and the sleaze pizzaGuy is like, “Oooooh sometimes yes, sometimes no.” what a fukkin’ dullard. anyhow we got him to put on all the toppings i wanted becuz i am the best at manipulating storeclerks into bending the rules with my overt charm anD goodLooks. bwahahah. nahh. it’s cuz i get scarey when i am hungry and it is after eleven o’clock on a tuesday nite and i want pizza and i have managed to put together ten dollars.
dammit. what will i eat tomorrow?
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