Everyday Yeah one-thousand two-hundred and two

Look at these wings. I want a slice of pizza with fourteen wings on it. The girl in the subway was eating caesar salad on her pizza. Yeah told her she was doing it all wrong. He took her pizza and ran. He could only run in circles. She said, “I don’t want to marry you.” I laughed because Yeah had already bought the ring. I asked if I could have a bite of Yeah’s new pizza. He threw the salad in front of an oncoming train. He said, “Let’s buy a bag of flour and put it in our hair and then we can eat some buffalo pretzels.” Another train wasn’t coming for twenty minutes. We had time to get the pizza, but we didn’t. The girl was pizza and her boots got fat. She smoked a cigarette pizza.