First, I wonder why you're putting yourself thru such hardship finding the thing that you say you don't like(?)
You tired of pepperoni pizza 20 years ago, but you bitch about the trouble of seeing it on the menu?
Now you're all butt hurt about the owner giving you the proverbial finger, visa vi, naming the lost pie after you?
Good on ya', Ron!
By God, I'd hang it out on a shingle so you'd see it every time you came slumming it over to the Highlands.
Hint: Don't bother.
This is what everyone despises about critics: You have shitty attitudes in general and it seems that very often you don't like much at all.
You'll never hear a rock critic give it up for Steve Perry, or actually say, "Ya' know. Journey: not a half bad band."
They're always in love with the band that recorded half a demo in their parents basement before they ended it all by sucking on the tail pipe of grandma's station wagon.
God F'ing forbid that you like something that other people like or you enjoy something at face value.
P.S. The pizza, whether pepperoni or not, at Lil' Timmy's is great. I've had several and enjoyed the hell out of each. You're just wrong on that score but we can agree to disagree.
Did you bother trying the custom sodas or the milkshakes Tim is making behind the bar?
Goddamned works of art.
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