Last night after hemming and hawing over whatvto do for supper my other half and I ordered pizza from one of my favorite pizza places. It had been awhile because last time we ordered it took well over an hour to arrive. Last night we waited almost two hours for two pizzas a taco abd a donair. What the fuck. One pizza was burnt and the other was undercooked. The taco was good but tasted like BBQ sauce which was weird. Top it off this morning the four of us are fighting for the toilet. Trying to hurry up violent agonizing diarrhea while my children and fiancé are banging on the door in equal agony is not his I wanted to spend my morning. Can't wait to wash all the sharted in undies tonight. —Should've ordered Chinese