Life on the ranch.
Because you become aggressively addicted to the sensation of the cold ranch and the steamy pizza hitting your tongue at the same time.
DRIPPING.
... So much so, that you question your entire existence when you have to eat pizza without ranch.
God is good.
Because the only relationship you have time for is a polygamous one with the pair.
The baes.
Because no matter the angle, you know you'll never see something more beautiful than the tip of a pizza slice dripping with ranch.
'MURICA.
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