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| - Noooo!!!!! Not again!
Please God...open up another pizza shop near my boyfriends apartment that stays open after 10pm. I mean, I can start volunteering at soup kitchens or something? Another late night pizza place...that's all I ask!
I hate Geppeto's. They give stuff away for free all the time...you know why? Because that's what it's worth. Nothing dollars.
The pizza is flavorless although, wait...no...it has flavor. The flavor of disappointment. The flavor that you're wasting your life away watching another bad Netflix and you're having to call for pizza delivery because there is nothing in the fridge, every kitchen is closed at 10pm, and you didn't eat dinner yet. Got that? Gepetto's tastes like FAIL.
I can't tell you how many times I've had Gepetto's pizza. Every time I yell out "Nooo...not again!" so the neighbors downstairs hear me. Every single darned time, it comes, piping hot. This strange circular piece of dry sour-dough with bland red "sauce" and some pepperoni on, canned mushrooms and olives. I could make a better pizza with a piece of paper and some coloring markers.
So last night we went to Johnny Malloys only because were weren't watching the time, 10pm rolled by and every kitchen is closed except Johnny Malloy's/Gepetto's. So we go to Johnny Malloys. The bar area feels like a sauna, complete with old man B.O. So we sit on the side by the open windows. Sit and sit and sit. A Waitress comes by. We sit and sit. Fifteen minutes go by and we walk out the door. So you'd think I'd be in the clear, huh? No. Everyone else closed. So when I was out walking the dog, what's my boyfriend do? Turn the knife in my heart and order Gepettos! Noooo!!!
Gepetto's is gross...but I ate it because I was hungry.
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