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Love is more than just eating a sloppy mess of cardboard, discount mozzarella, and ketchup while you're tripping on mushrooms.
I did not read the conversation. But by this I'm assuming we're talking about Spicy Pie? Def overrated. We got several large Spicy Pies for free at our wrap party and it was the only time I can remember only eating one slice of pizza. Esp free pizza. Not sure I'd ever pay for it.
Someone is going to say they LOVE one or both of those places. And that makes me sad.
The dessert pizzas at cici's aren't terrible. The free drink refills are nice too. That's about the nicest thing that can be said about the cici's menu.
it's fucking pizza! how can pizza ever be disgusting?!
Ever hear of Cici's? Or Domino's?
truth. dominos is absolutely terrible.
I still have scarring memories of eating dominos at middle school dances and feeling sick to my stomach afterward. this one kid who had a crush on me from 2nd grade - senior year of high school ate so much dominos at the valentines dance one year that he puked on my best friend's shoes. fuck dominos.
I still have scarring memories of eating dominos at middle school dances and feeling sick to my stomach afterward. this one kid who had a crush on me from 2nd grade - senior year of high school ate so much dominos at the valentines dance one year that he puked on my best friend's shoes. fuck dominos.
The last time I ate Domino's, I was stuck on a bus with a football team driving back from Buffalo. 5 hours of pure hell.
Had a dream last night that I was at Roo and that me and my crew left on Friday to go to a Nashville Sounds game, for whatever reason. I missed Weezer set and was not happy.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Post by crazykittensmile on Jan 5, 2015 13:35:24 GMT -5
Thank god we don't live in Montana. Their event is... THE TESTICLE FESTIVAL.
WTF, Montana?
July 31 - August 3: Clinton, MT Sure, it’s a celebration of the joys of consuming Rocky Mountain oysters (that’d be bull nuts). But the biggest surprise isn’t how good balls actually taste, as evidenced by the wide array of fried reproductive organs on offer. No, this is also a glorious celebration of bad taste, because nothing says “I’m here to eat testicles” quite like wet t-shirt contests, an “Itty Bitty T***y” competition, and a co-ed underwear (“or less”) tricycle race. But worry not, Gloria Steinem, the objectification isn’t just aimed at the ladies… there’s also a Big Balls Contest, which has nothing to do with fried cow and everything to do with a panel of women examining dudes’ tackle boxes and declaring a winner. Seriously.