Many moons ago I lived at peace with the world in my town of Santa Barabara CA, with my refrigerator stocked with breads and meats and my cup filled with ale. But dark times trudged on my lands and yet i had no fear in my heart for as my bank account dwindled, I could lay peacefully in my bed knowing the rations in my refrigerator were bountiful. I was a fool for believing it would last this long especially given my plight as a college student. And now with no money and no food, I light my beacons of Pizza in call for aid. who will answer?
Submitted November 13, 2014 at 08:03AM by explorerD http://ift.tt/1BcP4nQ RandomActsOfPizza
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