I'm writing this a day late because I am lazy and last night I went to bed right after I ate. Let's begin this story with the fact that I am lactose intolerant. My family is usually very accommodating to this fact but there is one exception. Pizza. Pizza, also known as mana, or the food God delivered to the Jewish people during there Exodus, is nothing without cheese. Cheese is what completes pizza. It's what makes it whole. So when I was delivered a pizza with nothing but marinara sauce and half cooked topping, I was a bit disappointed. But my stomach growled with such ferocity that I had no choice but to eat. I bit into the pizza and suddenly felt searing hot pain. The pizza was about 5,800 degrees kelvin and the roof of my mouth erupted into flames. Taste was no longer the question, but how much pain this pizza caused me. So I would rate this pizza 1 out of 5 Colins. After it cooled down it was quite enjoyable though. I then ate Miss.Vickie's salt and vinegar chips which were excellent and are rated 5 out of 5 Colins.
Today we skipped breakfast and went straight to lunch like so many late sleepers do. Lunch consisted of a delicious tuna fish sandwhich which I must rate 4 out of 5 Colins.
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