Got home late. Left pizzas in truck overnight since temp was cool. Got them out a few minutes ago. Got some slices in the freezer. Got some slices in the fridge. Got some more in belly for breakfast. Just
Sadly, none of the brainiacs in attendance had the foresight to snap some meetup pics, ergo does that mean no sounds were made akin to the infamous hypothetical event (or non-) in the forest?
Like the late Wild Bill, I had my back to the door when an unnamed nemesis of mine walked in with his cohort, later accounts relayed to me that they had fire in their eyes. When the smoke clear, all was cool between both our parties at the party and beyond, I, for the most part, conceding my early position(s). Apologies for the redaction(s), but suffice to say that it wasn't Marshall Long I speaketh of.