Do you guys ever wonder if Nicholas Cage ever actually sees what we’ve done to him on the Internet?
Oh, and he clearly has:
He loves us! He really loves us!
So I placed a pick up order at a pizza place yesterday. As I approach the counter, I make sure to tell the cashier that I’m just picking up an order. He decides to ask me: “Ok, the pizza?”
My response was: “Well, I’d imagine most of them are pizza.”
Let’s get specific, people.
To whomever these stupid motherfuckers are that keep allowing their dogs to bark in the wee hours of the morning: I will annihilate you.