Does anyone else remember this guy from elementary school lunches?
This was perhaps the best part of my life as a 5th grader... Mexican Pizza. Well that and being in choir AND being a safety patrol officer; because those are like the two coolest things a kid can be in their younger years. Or more likely, the dorkiest, but I digress.
These pizzas were amazing! I can remember exactly how they tasted, but have yet to find anything like it. I know they still serve them at schools, so maybe I should just get a job as a teacher so I can scarf these down every Monday. Am I alone in my love of octagonal pizza?
Today I'll be dreaming of eating this pizza with a bag, yes a bag, of chocolate milk while I talk to my best friends about why the Yellow Ranger is so much better than the rest and how grody boys are.
3 comments:
Whatevs, Green Ranger forever.
holyfuckingshit, i've dreamt of these things for ages, i've described them to people who look at me like i'm a fucking nutjob and now you post a picture of one and i want to eat the computer screen, god damn those things were good and if i ever stumble upon them again i'm afraid of how many i'd eat.
Yes to this.
Also, I wanted to email you the other day but could not remember your email and could not locate you on any of those social networking things I used to be able to catch you on from time to time. I wanted to continue our conversation from a month or two ago. We have much to catch up on. I caught up on your blog (and the posts after this), but I still want to talk to you. I got a new phone and don't have any numbers either, so you'll have to contact me.
Well "have to"...if you want.
--Christina M. W.
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