Last night I had to work late, Mr. Hobbs was busy on a project. He called and said, "I haven't had time to fix dinner." I said, "Do you just want to get pizza?" He said, "Yeah, that's fine."
So, I called from church, and ordered.
Meanwhile, back at home, he called and ordered.
Simple Simons arrived.
20 minutes later.
Mazzios arrived.
Um, oops.
When I finally got home, He says, "Theres alot of pizza in the kitchen, hope you're hungry."
And.
Of course.
I was.