I’m possessed by a demon that requires pizza sacrifices to the pit of doom (stomach) which in turn will produce mild weather.
Some people really need to calm down. There’s no sense in getting angry over a picture, especially if it’s not harming anyone.
If someone wants to propose with a pizza then I think that’s awesome!
The first person/people to open a pizza place that’s 24/7 will not only have my heart but my money as well.
So I was chilling at home when all of a sudden
Stomach: Squire, fetch me a pizza with lots of meat!
Me: Yes, master!