I’m not in denial… I’m
I'm not in denial... I'm just selective about the reality I choose to accept. How fucking hard is it to take a box of pizza, walk to your car, drive ONE mile down a straight road with no turns and only one stop light, stop at the corner and walk up a straight sidewalk with no shrubbery or steps, ring a doorbell, accept money, and leave? A five year old in Hello Kitty roller skates could have delivered pizza to my entire neighborhood in the time I waited for Domino's answer to Michael Schumacher to arrive. How about the next time I get sick, I'll order a pizza from these guys and by the time it arrives, I'll have a 12" petri of penicillin in a nice cardboard box. Doctors? We don't need no steenking doctors!
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