So, at first I was like:
Then I was like:
"I know him, and I would love to be blessed with a free pizza"
Naturally, I did this:
And then, to my surprise:
I felt pleased. I went outside and did this:
I waited for a while, then this beautiful man arrived. He asked for my credit card, and he did not understand (or believe) my story. But he still did this:
I ate the pizza, and it was delicious.
Chicken, peppers - yum. Thanks CD, really nice of you. Best wishes to you always.