Life Rule #110
This one's got me all sorts of worked up. Fruit on a pizza. You have GOT to be kidding me. Knock it off.
Apparently madness is just a runaway train without a conductor heading straight for the end of the tracks. Where does it end?! Because as far as I can tell there is no Michael J. Fox to save us this time around. Far as I can tell he's busy testing product over at the maraca factory (I really do love The Fox, though).
Ham and pineapple. You are disgusting. If you like that combination of cat litter I have no doubt you were a fan of the sequel to The Sandlot. You are BOTH jokers in a deck of cards.
Fruit on a pizza is probably how Stephen Hawking ended up in his wheelchair. It's probably also the reason their hasn't been a second coming of Jesus. 'I'm sorry dad, did you say they're putting FRUIT on their pizzas?!' Yeeeea, I'll just get back up on that cross for a bit....'
Awful thing to say?? Not as awful as your decision to deface your za.
Toss the fruit or you'll be getting tossed off the dock with cinder blocks tied to your ankles.
Respect the Za.