Steazel
Member
So its just a normal day coming home from skiing and of course im hungry. go out to the freezer to get a frozen pizza. As im cooking it i walk over and start eating a bag of chips. The pizza is finisdhed, i go to retrieve my prize as its gleaming in the dirty microwave in my kitchen. It smells delicious as i pull it out of the microwave. I walking upstairs so i can get on the compter and i fumble a little as the palte goes flying out of my hands... There was nothing i could do the pizza was already gone, too late. As a stumble to pick up the pieces to put them in the trash i realize im still hungry. I again walk out to the freezer to get a mini pizza. There were no pizzas left... I quietly moaned in despair as the cheesy goodness i had longed for was now a part of the past i could only dream of as i write this. Please newschoolers your the only place i could go...
