Friday Night

I just experienced the pizza triple threat. The tripoli threat, if you will. I was watching Friends, wherein Phoebe was talking about how the delivery girl forgot her vegetarian pizza, while scrolling past a snapshot of a dog eating pizza on Instagram, whilst, at once, eating pizza. Picture the perfection: Phoebe hovering over a comically tall stack of pepperoni, a dog reminiscent of Petey from Little Rascals scarfs a slice of pepperoni on my phone, and, simultaneously, I take a bite of salami pizza (because I’m fancy). It was magical.

Also, I realize the word should have been trifecta, but tripoli threat had to happen.