Piero Bosio Social Web Site Personale

If the fediverse circles the drain, we all need to agree we're meeting up at LinkedIn and seriously fucking their shit up.

Sure, granted you can't really go WRONG, per se, but it's also like, if you're gonna do it, I would at very least like to see this straightforward comedic construction:

"Know what you want?"

"Yes, this very big pizza."

"OK, any starters?"

"Yes, a smaller pizza, please."

https://sakurajima.moe/@waitworry/115313748870710648

Ok, so in this spirit, one time, many years ago when we were still but youth, my best bud Mike and I did this epic cross-country drive to see shit and visit folks and one leg took us through some dogshit Southern town and it was way past normal dinner time and we were very VERY hungry now and the only restaurant open in this town was a Pizza Hut. So, fine, I like pizza. It is what it is. Shut up. Hungry.

Anyway we order a pizza and the lady asks us if we want any "starters" and Mike says "oo yeah, starving sooo [scans menu] the garlic breadsticks."

I say "Really?"

He says "I'm hungry."

Waitstaff lady "Do you want those with cheese?"

Mike says "Yeah, sure, that sounds good."

I say "Really?"

And waitstaff lady says "You want any dipping sauce with that?"

And Mike scans the menu and says "The marinara, please."

And I say "REALLY?"

And he says "What?"

And I say "OK."

And anyway, a few minutes before our pizza arrives, the lady brings the mozzarella breadsticks and I say "Okay now, take one of those" - he does - "and dip it in that sauce" - he does - "and tell me what it tastes like."

And he does and nods sullenly and says "Pizza."
https://beige.party/@JoParkerBear/115313611059374458

You. Stop dipping your pizza crusts in ranch, you psycho.

At this point I'm just gonna start celebrating shit like gassing up my car successfully.