My closest encounter with the mafia is I went to a starkly empty pizza place in Rhode Island once
My closest encounter with the mafia is I went to a starkly empty pizza place in Rhode Island once, they seemed utterly confused that I wanted a pizza, it took 45 minutes to make, they gave it to me for free, and it was the best pizza I’d ever had.
My closest encounter with the mafia is I went to a starkly empty pizza place in Rhode Island once, they seemed utterly confused that I wanted a pizza, it took 45 minutes to make, they gave it to me for free, and it was the best pizza I’d ever had.
My closest encounter with the cartel is when I went to a starkly empty pinata place on a rural highway once. They seemed utterly confused that I wanted a piñata, it took 45 minutes to make, they gave it to me for free, and it was the best piñata I’d ever had.