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Dear Lord, Thank You.
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I guess it's built in. We know what we're up against when we order a pizza. You give the kid five bucks, that's the deal. If I don't want to give the kid five bucks, I shouldn't order a pizza. It's really just like everything else. If you don't want crappy service and soggy cigars, don't buy them from CI. The list goes on and on. I suppose we could argue forever how it should be in a perfect world, or how it should be so we'd like it better, but that isn't gonna change that it is what it is. Pizza sure isn't the only place we have to "play by their rules". It's life. Back home we have Frank's Pizza. It is easily the best pizza in the universe. It's so good that spit isn't going to matter. You could dip this stuff in a tub of spit and it'd still make your eyes tear from the sheer goodness. I think everyone should order from there (but then it'd turn into that commercial goo like Pizza Hut and Dominos). ![]()
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