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Pineapples Vs Pizza!!
“The Hunger Awakens”
- Ah… the sweet, mouth-watering aroma of pizza.
- You're walking down the street, minding your own business. The city's hum is your soundtrack, when suddenly—
- GRRRRRRRGHHH...
- Your stomach makes a declaration. A protest. A plea.
- People start glancing at you like you're harboring a beast within. You're mortified.
- And just as you're about to run for cover— A green neon glow flickers into life across the street.
- PIZZA.
- A sign from the food gods.
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The Menu
You walk in. Warmth hits your face. The scent hits your soul. You sink into a booth, like you've belonged there your whole life.
A menu is placed before you. It glows with promise. Margherita... Pepperoni... Four Cheese... And then—
There it is. Sitting like it owns the place: “PINEAPPLE PIZZA”
You blink. Once. Twice. Still there.
PineApple!!!
Pineapple.
On pizza.
This is fruit betrayal of the highest order.
Soft crust… gooey cheese… rich tomato base… and then BAM—sweet, wet, spiky sugar cubes from the tropics?
Was this an accident? A prank?
Did someone drop a fruit salad on a masterpiece and call it innovation? Pizza was doing just fine, thank you.
The Pizza Process
Before it was pizza, it was a humble ball of dough.
Now, held up to the light like Simba—its destiny awaits.
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Kneaded with care, floured with love.
Each press a promise. Each fold, a future.
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In the oven, legends rise.
Cheese bubbles like applause.
This is not just food.
This is fate.
On The Other Hand
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- It’s spiny
- It’s tarty
- It’s texture is out of wack
- It’s a device of torture
This is War!!
