Me, Michael, and Rex went over to Erika's place tonight to chill. After watching some tv, we decided to go to Blockbuster's, but apparently it's impossible to decide on a movie when there's too many people that have to agree on the selection. So our movie run turned into a food run. There had been a KFC commercial on tv just before we left the house, so I had a craving for fried chicken. We went to the nearby Kroger, but as we walked in, my craving for chicken subsided and was replaced by a craving for pepperoni. I really just wanted pepperoni, but it seemed like a fun (and slightly more nutritional) idea to make a pizza. So we bought sauce, cheese, dough, and a hell of a lot of pepperonis.

There were way too many pepperonis in the bag for a pizza of that size though. But not wanting to let 'em go to waste, we decided to pile them all onto the pizza. It must have been like 3 or 4 layers of pepperoni on any given part of the pizza. It was so hossly. I was in great anticipation as it baked in the oven. When we pulled the pizza out, we had a good laugh at how much grease had dripped off. Still anticipating. We all took one bite out of our slices and were like omg, this is nasty! Haha, it proved to be too beastly to handle. Not wanting to appear weak, I took a couple more bites, but I too was eventually beaten by the pizza: Pizza- 1, Us- 0.

We picked off the pepperonis and were gonna feed it to a neighborhood dog, but we couldn't find any that seemed promising. We ended up spelling the word "TASTY!" out of pepperonis in an alleyway. I was quite amused. Man, we always seem to make the dumbest fun back here in Plano, haha.