Big Sausage Pizza!
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Bob Wrench left the college gym. Late again, he had taken his quick shower, and showed up for his new pizza delivery job. "Late again, eh? Deliver this extra sausage pizza to this address," said Eric, with his best poker face. As soon as Bob left the door, Eric and rest of the employees burst out laughing. You see, "Ms. Ashley", as they called her, was the wife of the owner of several franchises of this pizza chain. Oh, sure, she would be a great fuck, if it wasn't for her jealous 260 lb. husband. In any case, if you wanted to fire someone on your crew, send 'em to Ms. Ashley.
Bob, of course, knew nothing of this. He left his car and wondered what an upper middle class house wanted with a take out pizza this afternoon. As he rang the doorbell, he'd soon find out why.
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Bob, of course, knew nothing of this. He left his car and wondered what an upper middle class house wanted with a take out pizza this afternoon. As he rang the doorbell, he'd soon find out why.
OOC: How's this?
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Mike
the owner of 10 pizza restaurants in the chain
5'10", 260#'s, early 50's
ok shape alittle thick a big beer/pizza belly
loves his wife ashley more than anything
But was better able to care for her every need when I worked 60-100
hours a week when they started out.
Now he has more money, more weight and less energy.
Ashley is younger and I think much pretty and definetly sexier, not to mention alot more energy than when they were younger.
I remember when I used to have to push her to go out, now she has to drag me out! Amazing how things change.
"Shit u would think owning a few restaurants would mean I could get a pizza quick let alone before a hour", I say to myself.
"Finally, honey would you get the door please I am afraid I will go off the handle at the delivery guy and it may not even be his fault he is late. I will talk to the manager tommarrow, when I calm down", I yell down the stairs to my wife Ashley, "please, sweetheart"?
the owner of 10 pizza restaurants in the chain
5'10", 260#'s, early 50's
ok shape alittle thick a big beer/pizza belly
loves his wife ashley more than anything
But was better able to care for her every need when I worked 60-100
hours a week when they started out.
Now he has more money, more weight and less energy.
Ashley is younger and I think much pretty and definetly sexier, not to mention alot more energy than when they were younger.
I remember when I used to have to push her to go out, now she has to drag me out! Amazing how things change.
"Shit u would think owning a few restaurants would mean I could get a pizza quick let alone before a hour", I say to myself.
"Finally, honey would you get the door please I am afraid I will go off the handle at the delivery guy and it may not even be his fault he is late. I will talk to the manager tommarrow, when I calm down", I yell down the stairs to my wife Ashley, "please, sweetheart"?
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