Pizza is passion.
When you find the right pizza, you can hit that shit three times a night. Just pushing your endurance to the max, hitting peaks of pleasure you’ve only read about in the finest of erotic novellas.
Pizza is pain.
When you’ve been apart from your pizza for too long, it’s difficult to be patient. Sometimes you’ll burn your mouth on its piping hot passion a.k.a. cheese. Love through the pain. The pain is love.
Pizza is… not often pink…
But it’s cool if pizza is on a pink shirt![If you like this post, you should check out drunkMall’s Ultimate Pizza Party Swag List!]