Last night, I managed to cook up a culinary masterpiece: an entire pizza that was 75% eaten, and 25% uneaten. It was like the pizza was taunting me, daring me to finish it off.
- Why is it so hard to finish a whole pizza when I'm clearly a functioning adult?
- Is the leftover-hating society just a myth, or are there actually people out there who can devour an entire pie by themselves?
- Can someone please explain to me why the last 25% of a pizza is the tastiest?
Perhaps I'll just have to accept that I'm a leftover-hater, and start a support group. Or better yet, maybe I'll just eat it in bed, like the savage I am.
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