1. No one ordering two carb 'n sugar pies from America's favorite starch bin is going to notice what the delivery monkey is driving. Nobody who eats this slop gives a damn. I'm willing to bet that 90 percent of pizza is delivered in the evening hours- and nobody is peering into the dark street to see what Delivery Boy is driving. Nobody. Cares.
2. If you regularly order two $6.99 "pizzas" from your nearest franchised pig trough, you might indeed be in for a shock. It's called a heart attack. And of all the tragedies in the world, I'm trying to imagine one more pointless than a heart attack brought on by cheap processed Fat in a Box. Nothing is coming to mind.
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