I'm looking forward to drinking some Hawaiian Punch.
I don't understand people who order a single slice of pizza to go. It's a slice. Sit down, and listen to the Pretenders on the radio, or the game on TV, or the countermen's banter. Consider the families and schoolkids who come in. Or stand outside with it.
Grass-fed beef? That's some boast!
They had on the soundtrack to Hipster Heaven.
