Actually, I don't think I'm from myself... I think I'm from err... *drops pizza slice when its jabbed at* Hey! That calls for... THE PIZZA OF DEATH and some pepperoni... *grabs a whole pizza and throws it like some sort of oversized throwing star*
I go to work to day with a bunch of guys hehee we nick named one Curly Lou! HEHEHE *Tryes to find food in her house* HUMMMMM lets see mayo, so many pickles it could make you puke, cereal thats stale wow I got nothing.
*not realizing what's going on, she walks in to wave at Pegs only to get spattered by flying cold pizza cheese and bits of pepperoni* Gack! Ew!! Hey! That's no way to treat a pizza! Well, actually the song goes, "That's no way to treat a lady." but the pizza is more wronged than I. ;D *flings zucchini at whomever was responsible for the pizza spatterage* Ha-HA! Incoming!