Oven III

“What kind of pizza did you have?”

“What? When?”

“That night with the oven-letter. What kind of pizza was it? The pizza-burger-pepperoni one?”

“Narh, vegetarian. Didn’t get to make it, though.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know. This whole letter thing freaked me out a bit.”

“How’s that an excuse for not making pizza! I once found a handful of hair in the oven. Roots and all. Still made the pizza. Topping is topping, you know?”

“Hair …”

“At least with the letter, it’d still be vegetarian.”

 

 

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