more pizza!!!!

soooo,
the cucch surprised me.

yup.
he popped up into the woodsly goodness,
unannounced,
all married-up and sh!t, but flying solo-
and we spanned an excellent afternoon together.
that's the best way to get over having the girls gone
from the freshness of the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
a secret best friend intervention is so expert.
mmmhmmm.
and i knew what needed to happen, neighbors.
i mean,
it was OBVIOUS-
i had dough,
i had sauce,
i had chee',
and i even had amber coming over after work for dinner.
all those things combined means super-deluxe get-rad super supper sh!t
was fully going to go off like circles of serious 'za-'za, kids...
check the once-more-with-bigger-feelings-type teleport:

pizza party!
more?

more!
more?

MORE!
there can't be more, can there?
there sure is, guys.
c'mon.
too much is the right amount,
and pizza is the best!
teleport:

woohoo.
pizza party time is good for you.
so good, in fact,
that i had a second party pizza plan just a few days after the first one.
double-down double-down-under-chee' doubled-up double dough doo-doo!
mmmmmmmmm.
***********
overdoing it.
that's still a thing.
everything else is just pretending to go to eleven.
and that's not invited;
never quiet, never soft.....