That¡¯s it , you¡¯re all coming over my house and I¡¯m gonna make the pizzas . I¡¯m gonna spare no expense , and I¡¯m only gonna use the best products . The Pillsbury So-Strong flour , the Grande cheese part skim mozzarella , the Bonta and the 6 and 1 tomatoes , figlio mio ! It¡¯s gonna be beautiful !
I got the Baker¡¯s Pride pizza ovens right there in the solarium , you can fit 6 of those eighteen inch round delicious delicacy shits in there at one time . Feed a whole fucking army ! as long as they ain¡¯t housewives that just quit their diets or competitive eaters dogg ! All in the same amount of time it takes for you to call whoever you unauthentic Italian cuisine eatin¡¯ motherfuckers are gonna call who¡¯s probably gonna drop a couple boogers in there anyway just to spite you , cuz you some bad motherfuckin¡¯ tippers , and they remember that one dollar and 38 cents from last time ¡
Yo , that ain¡¯t oregano buddy . That¡¯s some guy named Charles¡¯ congealed mucous , thick and gooey like absolutely no mamma used to make , just layin¡¯ there all across some cheese substitute that they make outta Xantham gum and recycled Michelin tires . Fuck your mouth . I ain¡¯t eatin¡¯ that shit .
Come on , gimme a chance , I¡¯ll wash my hands . But first things first , a few stipulations . You walk into my house on your hands . The average person walks on their feet . I don¡¯t want no average motherfuckers at my party .
Two . Onto the attire . Absolutely no feather boas . Don¡¯t like ¡®em . Can¡¯t use ¡®em . You walk in here on your hands like the upside down version of the second coming of Jesse the Body wearing a feather boa and I¡¯m gonna smoke you right then and there , no questions asked . You can¡¯t wear Red or Blue either . I don¡¯t want no gang wars breakin¡¯ out in my residence . This is my turf and there will be no bloodshed . If a rival set to yours just happens to be here I don¡¯t want no trouble . You can get in the mic booth and squash it or you leave immediately , and you stay gone , or you be gone .
perfect . Refreshments will be served by a fat lady that still owes me a thousand favors from back in the day because I helped her get her obese foot inside a shoe once . Fuck the Eagles , cuz all them toes was the real gang green , know what I¡¯m sayin¡¯ ?
anyway , hope you can make it , and I¡¯ll finish by saying that Danny is invited , because I ain¡¯t cliquey , so if that changes your decision so be it , just make sure you change your underwear because the law of probability states at least two thirds of you vermin dirtbags is sporting at least a few small brown spots in your underwear that resemble that spot on top of the late Gorbachev¡¯s head . Peace .