I was driving down the road today singing at the top of my lungs with the windows rolled down (don't you hate it when you do that, not realizing that the whole world can see you, not to mention, hear you) when I heard a honk from the car beside me.
I turn to look, and lo and behold, it's our Pizza Hut delivery guy.
"hello, Mr. Clinton...." So we talked for a minute while driving down the road and then he went on ahead.
Then it hit me.
I think we order too much Pizza Hut if my delivery guy can pick me out of a car and can remember my name.....
oh well. I'll see him again tomorrow.
Cuz it's pizza night..... :)
2 comments:
Yeah, by default we have also started our own pizza night! We might get to have pizza night together soon! Love you guys.
We also eat WAY too much pizza. Now that we (L) can order it though I don't think of that as a bad thing...its more like a triumph over the language that I like to celebrate at least once a week.
~A
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