Thursday, October 23, 2008

pizza nightmare

It is said that eating pizza can lead to bad dreams.

It surely do. And mine last night was about pizza don't you know.

I misunderstood the girl taking my order over the phone - lots of static, like maybe a phone call from a grave?, and instead of free delivery...my pizza arrived free deliverance.

So, yes, as you've probably guessed by now, it actually was that banjo-playing kid from the movie Deliverance, squinty and shirt buttoned to neck, arriving shortly thereafter at my front door holding the box out at me with something dripping....some mucous-like phlegm dripping out of the corner of the box. And Ned Beatty had driven the poor inbred-alien to my place, and was waving frantically from the door-less driver's side and squealing like a pig.

Oh, folks, it was a nightmare.
I'll never eat pizza again.


2 Comments:

Blogger willow said...

When I read the title of your post, it actually made me so hungry for pizza. Then I read the rest.

10/23/2008 9:36 PM  
Blogger phil said...


Maybe, willow, I'll be ok if I eat pizza for breakfast?
8^)

10/24/2008 8:32 PM  

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