My gf is in the hospital getting her tonsils out, and i've got nothing to eat here so I order a pizza while I was in town for pickup, telling them 3 times to not put onions on it. I arrive, pick up the pizza, drive 45 km home fighting the urge to start eating in the car. No, I think to myself, I will eat it when i get home.
I bust into my house, starving half to death. Open the pizza box, and i swear to god the pizza is 100% onions. They must have put like 5 kilos of onions on this fucking thing. If it was just a few I woudl pick them off and eat it but god fucking dammit, i can't even eat the crust because its been tainted by touching the onions
