Ordered Hell pizza last night...took about 30 minutes before the phone rang and we were told he couldn't find our street, but would be here in 15 minutes.
After waiting a long time, we called up and were told that wasn't us he was trying to find, our pizzas had been cooking at the time and were on the way.
Upon arrival it appeared that they had been used as some form of seating by the passenger in the car (the asian man's wife).
Grr @ squashed pizza.
Fortunately the dispatcher man was kind enough to send free vouchers....
*waits for vouchers*
Last edited by kall; 12-Apr-2005 at 05:18 PM.
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