My stomach is a cheating hussy
Last night while sitting contently at my computer doing some work, my stomach came a grumbling. It was close to 9pm, I had spent most of the night doing freelance and well, I was fucking hungry. Usually thursday night is saved for my secret indulgence of Papa John's and a movie but I just couldn't wait. But I had a new craving this time around.
I thought back to the good ole' days when stoner dave was still in the building. He would usually order Domino's on a weekly basis and if I was at his house at the same time his stomach started grumbling, I could pretty much sucker him into ordering food 100% of the time. And knowing stoner D, he would always order a side of wings or nuggets for me as well, god bless that boy.
So I surfed on over to Domino's, found out I could order from the int0rweb and 5 minutes later, I was officially waiting for my food without lifting up the phone.
30-45 minutes later, I was greeted at the door by a friendly delivery guy with my food in tow. I signed the paper, gave him a princely tip and was ready to say my goodbyes but this time, unlike those rude fuckstains at Papa John's, I actually got a "Have a great night and thank you very much for the tip!"
Now that was nice wasn't it? The guy didn't just storm off like a prick like every other time from Papa Johns. I even said out loud to Carson, "Well, that was a very nice user experience, wasn't it Carson?" (I talk to my dog, suck it.)
When I sat down at the couch, I started on the nuggets first and when I opened the case and peeled back that foil, I was immediately brought back to the times with stoner dave. It was sad. I actually stopped for a second and smiled and missed my now long gone buddy and our pizza nights.
That being said, I must admit, the pizza wasn't as good as Papa Johns delectable sweet and tasty pies but the experience with the delivery guy well made up for it.
So take note Papa John's. There's a new flame in the life and belly of JKREW. You better clean up your act or your shit is gonna be sent packin'.
I thought back to the good ole' days when stoner dave was still in the building. He would usually order Domino's on a weekly basis and if I was at his house at the same time his stomach started grumbling, I could pretty much sucker him into ordering food 100% of the time. And knowing stoner D, he would always order a side of wings or nuggets for me as well, god bless that boy.
So I surfed on over to Domino's, found out I could order from the int0rweb and 5 minutes later, I was officially waiting for my food without lifting up the phone.
30-45 minutes later, I was greeted at the door by a friendly delivery guy with my food in tow. I signed the paper, gave him a princely tip and was ready to say my goodbyes but this time, unlike those rude fuckstains at Papa John's, I actually got a "Have a great night and thank you very much for the tip!"
Now that was nice wasn't it? The guy didn't just storm off like a prick like every other time from Papa Johns. I even said out loud to Carson, "Well, that was a very nice user experience, wasn't it Carson?" (I talk to my dog, suck it.)
When I sat down at the couch, I started on the nuggets first and when I opened the case and peeled back that foil, I was immediately brought back to the times with stoner dave. It was sad. I actually stopped for a second and smiled and missed my now long gone buddy and our pizza nights.
That being said, I must admit, the pizza wasn't as good as Papa Johns delectable sweet and tasty pies but the experience with the delivery guy well made up for it.
So take note Papa John's. There's a new flame in the life and belly of JKREW. You better clean up your act or your shit is gonna be sent packin'.
- Thursday, July 27, 2006 at 10:54 AM
- Posted by JKREW
- 4 Comments


did you know that domino's supported the bush campaign and other crazy xtian shit? sad. luckily my stomach has no morals.
Did you know I found my Kitten (Lucky the perpetual kitten) outside of Dominos in Reston just one block from your residence? The windows are big and you can see the kids making the pizza and Lucky was hungry and jumping up and down as the pizza man tossed those starch bombs into the air.
Ironically Lucky has never eatan any pizza but I do plan on ordering some one day so he can try it out.
That is if the pest control people who are coming to my apartment today don't kill him, let him out, or spray him with harmful chemicals turning him into Vegetable Lucky.
You talk to Carson? Fear not any weird looks from me. Rock on with your bad self! I have regular protracted conversations with all 3 of my dogs. Sure, none of them speak English very well, but they listen all the same. Cain't beat it.
how funny, and im ordering pizza tonight and miss the days of the jkrew and papa johns... oh yeah, and def the popeys too... ugh, that sounds good