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August 31st, 2003

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From:sgenlaiche
Date:September 2nd, 2003 09:38 am (UTC)

Pizza dude?

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Ok now i compliment you on your telling of the sotry but you forgot to mention the pizza dude. I will not re-tell the sotry from my point of view from beginning to end as you did so good a job of this but I am afraid that I must add the pizza story to it. Here goes:

After we managed to ditch the Dillan/Dylan guy we sat around laughing over the complicatedness of our plan. Which was made even funnier as the real Adam chose that moment to walk by. So we head back to Noel's room and begin to figure out the pizza. Pizza hut was chosen as it was good and had a student discount, made even better as they forgot to charge us for one pizza. Toppings were decided, money handed to Kyle who was putting it all on his card and in his name and the phone was handed to Kyle.

This is were things went bad. It was at that moment, as if a sign from god, that all four of us seemed to be filled with the sudden idea to bug the pizza guys. BUM BUM BUM! The phone is handed to me and almost immediatly the normal, crazy, science geek is turned into a domb, moronic, blonde sorority girl. And phone is dialed.
"Hello this Pizza Hut, will this be deleivery or take out?"
"Deleivery"
"Sure ma'm, and what's the name"
"Kyle Fo***."
"Is that Donna, ma'm"
"No, that was Kyle."
"Kila?"
"Kyle."
"Ummmm...Kyle.....uhhhh....ok"
This went on for quite some time. Then came teh fun of telling the guy directions to get to where I was. I'll just say the story I told them was I just moved here a few days ago and didn't really know my way around town, yet. We paid by credit card: story here was I was dyslexic with numbers (actually somewhat true). You figure out the rest. I asked the guy if he could bring the pizza exactly to the door, as I was afraid to go outside. This kinda weirded the guy out. The conversation is ended with another dialogue much like the one above.

We all rush outside to meet the pizza at the appointed time and sit for 5 minutes watching the pizza guy try to figure out how to get to the front of Gregson since I kinda forgot to tell him about the BIG PIT!

Long story short, Kyle does not look or talk like I was. The pizza guy was a little perplexed. And we had a great amount of fun at their expense.

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