The life of a boy who loves being random and hopes he can use that to get by in life...
Sunday, November 9, 2008
The cardboard pizza party
Well, every year at my church we have a program for Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Mothers day, Fathers day and so on. We always have a practice the day before the program at the church. The bait was Pizza. Only kids ages like 4-11 are in it. Well, im 11. But ill be 12 very soon. This is my last program. I really did not want to come considering all things. But I was forced. The only thing that made it likeable was the fact that there would be so much pizza afterwards that we could eat and eat without it ever dissapiering. OK. 2 problems. 1. It was just 2 flavors, cheese and peparoni. Peparoni was cheese with 2-4 small slices of peparonni on it. So it was pretty much one flavor. 2. IT TASTED LIKE CARDBOARD! Dispite this fact I was so hungry I ate 15 pieces. And yes they were small. I even took some home. I realized that there were like 12 boxes of pizza. I asked how they got the money for it. They just said it was no big deal. Uh huh, right! Either they got really bad pizza for a low price to save money, or got ripped off. Personally Im for the first suggestion. Some kids liked it, some kids hated it. Some kids didnt touch theres. On a scale of 1 to 10 1 being so bad I cant even touch it, 10 being I love it so much I cant stop eating, id rate it a 3. And that fruit medicene stuff I have every morning and night is a 2. Id say I got ditched when it comes to food. The pizza at my birthday party better not taste like that!
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...and yet you still ate 15 pieces. And they probably did get cheaper pizza because 1. They had to feed a lot of people and 2. Most kids are not too picky when it comes to pizza. You are just spoiled because G'ma and G'pa get you things like Chicken Garlic pizza.
You'all is spoiled, boy. You'all expects that expensive chicken-garlic stuff whenever you gets yourself some pizza. Well, welcome to the world, boy. It's a don't-get-much-pepperoni-on-my-pizza kind of life out there for most people. And you'all need to work on your spelling - although I has to admit, it did give me a big belly laugh to read it.
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