So, you may set down a box half full of cold pizza and you may grab yourself out a slice and you may decide that it’s the grossest pizza you’ve ever eaten cold and you may half-heartedly eat on that one piece as you’re furiously blogging about, say, libertarianism. And you then may finally be like “God damn, Domino’s. This Steak Fanatic pizza is disgusting” and go to put the half-eaten piece back in the box, which was resting just at dog-head-height.
You may then notice that all of the rest of the pizza is missing.
And, though the dog must have snuck off and eaten the pizza someplace where you couldn’t hear her, she’ll gladly come back and throw it all up right at your feet.
Thanks, Mrs. Wigglebottom. That was pretty damn gross. But, at least we are in agreement about the quality of the pizza.