Kenneth and Joseph came over to my place for some Rock Band-ing today and we decided to order some Canadian Pizza for dinner. This is what we got when we opened the boxes:
I’m sure there’s some logical and reasonable explanation as to why the pizzas arrived in this messy heap (wet weather, near road-accident etc.) but it’s still kinda gross. I mean, when I opened one of the boxes, a piece of the pizza actually plopped down from the top to smack into the rest of its cheesy brethren.
Nonetheless, it was still delicious.