After an afternoon of fun and a couple of beers, we somehow though it might be a good idea to order pizza. Right? Ordering pizza is fun. People order pizza to have fun and spectate things. It's the American way, I think. Pizza and the Oscars, seemed harmless enough.
Not so. A few pieces of pizza later and we are in full on food poisoning mode. Child's pose on the bathroom floor never felt so right, than after the yack attack that was endured. It's amazing the range of emotions one feels when vomiting: pain, grief, desperation, remorse, distress, regret, utter depletion, and surrender. It is a truly humbling experience.
And so, I say this to you. I will never eat Papa John's pizza again. Never. Never. Next time you want pizza, make it yourself. The novelty of ordering pizza is over rated and not worth the chunks that could be spewed.
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