Writer's Block: Food glorious food
Mar. 1st, 2011 12:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Well, pizza, obviously. I'm American, there's nothing I'm going to say that ain't gonna be pizza. Like, I may want some pecan pie once in a while, but I'm always going to be in the mood for pizza. It's pizza!
But I'm assuming either an eclectic billionaire is offering me all this pizza or it's a magic spell. Either way, this shit is going to Africa. Yeah, I'm solving world hunger, through pizza. It's all part of my lifelong dream of bringing the 90s back. I've have some sunglasses... and parachute pants... I'd learn a little dance, like the Six Flags Guy has, and have some rapper hanging out with me to lick out phat beats. Brigitte Nielsen would just be hanging out, not giving a fuck. We show up, it's like the end of Indiana Jones And The Temple of Doom, WITH PIZZAand without Willie Scott, also an improvement.
Some missionaries would be doing those commercials about starving kids that always ruin your shit on a Saturday afternoon when you're just trying to watch a Sci-Fi Original Movie (Arachnoscorpion!), I'd be all "Shazam! It's pizza time, motherfuckers!" Now Africa's only problems are AIDS, genocide, child soldiers, blood diamonds, and 87% of the governments. And if I remember the movie Invictus correctly, those will all be solved as soon as someone brings home the gold in a game of rugby.
Hey, do you know how rugby works? Solving the lingering effects of colonialism could very well be in the rulebook.
Well, pizza, obviously. I'm American, there's nothing I'm going to say that ain't gonna be pizza. Like, I may want some pecan pie once in a while, but I'm always going to be in the mood for pizza. It's pizza!
But I'm assuming either an eclectic billionaire is offering me all this pizza or it's a magic spell. Either way, this shit is going to Africa. Yeah, I'm solving world hunger, through pizza. It's all part of my lifelong dream of bringing the 90s back. I've have some sunglasses... and parachute pants... I'd learn a little dance, like the Six Flags Guy has, and have some rapper hanging out with me to lick out phat beats. Brigitte Nielsen would just be hanging out, not giving a fuck. We show up, it's like the end of Indiana Jones And The Temple of Doom, WITH PIZZA
Some missionaries would be doing those commercials about starving kids that always ruin your shit on a Saturday afternoon when you're just trying to watch a Sci-Fi Original Movie (Arachnoscorpion!), I'd be all "Shazam! It's pizza time, motherfuckers!" Now Africa's only problems are AIDS, genocide, child soldiers, blood diamonds, and 87% of the governments. And if I remember the movie Invictus correctly, those will all be solved as soon as someone brings home the gold in a game of rugby.
Hey, do you know how rugby works? Solving the lingering effects of colonialism could very well be in the rulebook.
