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| - Brothers Pizza saved my life.
After ordering my usual boneless chicken wings with garlic Parmesan sauce, I decided to order a special sandwich for later in the evening. OK you take some philly steak (no onions), add bacon, add more bacon, bake with buffalo mozzarella, and add some chipotle mayo for kick.
Anyway, this there's this badass Eastern European guy named Alex who shows up with my order. Kinda looks like Vin Diesel, but with hair. I don't remember what he was wearing, but it doesn't really matter for this review. Get over it.
Might've been a black shirt and jeans.
Anyway, Alex shows up, but between him and me (or is it "I"?) are these Amish gangbangers threatening me with happiness and simplicity.
Anyway, then these Tibetan monks showed up, wielding enlightenment and oneness with the universe. The gangs had a Zen off.
Anyway, Alex made his way across the minefield of peace and understanding, got me my food, and gave me a high-five.
Thanks, brothers pizza. You totally saved my life.
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