on a pizza pie, has sent my GI tract on red alert, call the ship for pepto bismal...
in a futile attempt to mirror ny style, but it came up a little too short, mr. coke washed it all down..with pop fizz, ny kicked some red sox ass.
i know someone who can eat 4 slices and sail smoothe into the midnight sun. i can hear him play harmonica, and my swollen left tit...
ah well, light me another, pack the slice for later. i'm staying up late, thinking 'bout jet planes arriving in cactus land.