Pizza

The nightly “news” is superficial,
at best.

Hey, this is meant to be a “meat lovers’ pizza”.

It’s got goddamn pineapple on it! ¿Dónde está la carne?

See, if you can find the fucking meat,
as I sure as hell can’t.

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