All he mourned was the pizza. I'm sitting there my legs crossed on his faux leather couch holding a glass of champagne in my left hand and a slice of Hawaiian pizza in the other. He sat down, he was f...
All he mourned was the pizza. I'm sitting there my legs crossed on his faux leather couch holding a glass of champagne in my left hand and a slice of Hawaiian pizza in the other. He sat down, he was f...