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[brotimaeus]

ya know what i miss?
fried food.
and i dont mean the shitty barely-passing-for-fried food were gettin here.
i mean the real grease-fried holy shit this could only be the lone star state gastronomic heaven/hell combo from back home.
fried butter.
chilli.
jalapeño corndog shrimps.
oh my holy christ you havent fuckin lived until youve tried texan food.
i mean that shit is amazing.
and the steak.
ive only found one place here to get a half decent steak its a motherfuckin travesty.
and i miss cornbread.
i dont reckon i ever ate enough cornbread.
if anyone can find me cornbread ill eat my hat.
except i wont eat my hat cause fuck that ill have cornbread.
aint no time for hat eating.
i might just be real fuckin grateful.

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[thneed]

[ He tosses the dough one more time before putting it down, straightening it out, and effortlessly putting the sauce and cheeses on it (cool people don't have one kind of cheese, he's assuming). Then piling on the nonsense he listed. Meat. Meat. What else? Oh yes.. meat.

And maybe a vegetable to give some vague feeling of healthiness to this thing. Yeah. He's declaring himself Master Pizza Maker Wizard. ]

I have no idea. I just know it's not John. People get really weird with their toppings sometimes but who am I to question the customer?

[brotimaeus]

[He assumes correctly. Bro is going to make no comment on the amount of cheese, just nod in approval. The only thing that gets a mild side-eye is the vegetable addition, but he presses his lips together and says nothing, one eyebrow raising over his shades.

He used to pull that same kind of shit with Dave to get him to at least eat something marginally healthy.]

I don't know, man.. if somethin' ain't right then it ain't right. Nuts on a pizza is one of them things.