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- Erik
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You misspelled "crime against humanity".
I miss the Pizza Hut of 1985. Get a pitcher of beer, the cheese actually stretched, the toppings were diced small and the pan pizza crust was cooked all the way through.
Yummy.
I remember back around that time Pizza Hut had this concoction called a Priazzo:
God those were good. That was back in the days when I could eat about 12 million calories per day and end up losing a pound or two because I did some sort of physical exertion like, you know, walk a mile or something. And I could plow through a large one of those by myself, all that meat and cheese ... glorious, just fucking glorious.
They didn't last long, and why, I don't know, because damn those things were good.