Monday, June 29, 2009

Pizza Hut

Hey Pizza Hut,
A little birdie tells me you have changed your name to "the hut" to remain more hip & relavent. well pizza hut i regret to inform you that "the hut" is a name fail.
moving on....like last week or so me & pop craved a quick and easy dinner. a dinner that we do not have often. a dinner that would be a treat. and due to the fact that we both love pizza we gave "the hut" a call.i believe the gal that answered the phone was about 12 years old. i wish i was making this up. regardless of her age i placed my order anyways. immediatly after hanging up the phone i felt a sence of doom. 67 minutes later my pizza pie had not arrived...and i was running out of beer, which as i am sure you can imagine made waiting worse.
so i call "the hut" back. the 12 year old answers again i explain the situation and she hangs up. so i call back, they dont know where my pizza is. so they send another.
FINALLY it arrives...and its cold.
what the french? i am T.O.'d!

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