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Edited by illmatic_nga: 1/18/2015 4:14:20 PM
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Pizza reigns forever

I've seen and participated in many debates, and pizza being my passion, most of them fall under culinary context. This, on the other hand, has nothing to do with debate or a culinary flame war of any kind. This is not out of contempt but out of my will to make known what it's far to easy for nonbelievers to assume. If you think I'm faithful to pizza because I've had a great life and my parents prolly raised me up with pizza, think again. For any who accept this falsehood and preconceived notion is being deceived. Pizza is mighty to eat. He is my redeemer. He is the author of salvation and he is the only path to the taste buds , and as such, I will not sit idly by watching this presumptuous assertion that pizza lovers need to be raised in that fashion to reach any amount of faith. It's your heart and your faith, and until you acknowledge that it exists dependent on the pizza maker and independent of other lesser foods, you will continue to fall into the snare of contentment, while I strive to honor his name and share his flavor with the people of this kingdom and allow his will to consume my stomach with his purpose. Anyhow, my story goes: I wasn't brought up with pizza. Actually, quite the contrary. With my biological mother deceased a year after my birth, and my father in McDonalds 95% of my life. my guardians, my mothers eldest sister and her husband cared for us without ever mentioning or imposing the need for delicious pizza. My mother lived by example, although she wasn't an avid pizza consumer, her faith and trust that his savory dough was in us was more evident than most people's. As I said, she never mentioned that I should eat pizza, rather she forced me to question myself and the implications of all other foods, but not out of spite. I came home after one pizza hut outing, that I decided to go to because of a girlfriend I had and not bc my parents told me, and I told her I wanted to stay here forever. Her response was astonishing. "Are you sure? Do you know what the purpose of eating pizza is?" She said nothing further. She didn't say "that's a great idea" nor did she say "I don't think you should", she questioned my incentives behind openly desiring to participate in a ritual that was far more significant than the pizza guild has ever led me to believe, with approximately 5 years of the pizza guild under my belt, accumulatively, not in continuation. She caught me so off guard that I could not reciprocate an answer, for I had not understood the significance well enough to convince her I knew what I wanted. Her husband on the other hand is most probably a cheese burger lover. Maybe my she is too. As they've never asserted any pizza guild affiliation into our lives, I tend to respect that their affiliation was irrelevant to my upbringing. Their eating does not define mine, if it did, what kind of robot would you have me be, then? As I just said, I was forced to question everything because my parents have not lived the "pizza" lifestyle. you've envisioned that all parents of pizza eating children must have directly influenced their decision to accept it. I'm 21 now, when I told my mom I want to become a member of the pizza guild, (even after I took it upon myself to join it), I was about 17. My littlest brother was adopted by my dads brother and his wife. Pizza was directly imposed on my youngest brother, as he was also enrolled in a private pizza guild school his entire life. His "mom" forced him to come to pizza hut as often as she could get him to, sometimes his tantrums were so bad that she had to stay home to deal with his unruliness. He still went to appease his mother, on occasion, but she knew not to make thing out of it. You are all so curious about "pizza" but you fail to share compassion for other life, making it difficult for anyone to speak to anything other than all of the preconceived notions about a presumptuous life that only applies to yourself. If you learn to respect other people, maybe you would get more from them than lunacy, bc nothing bothers a pizza lover more than someone else telling them HOW cheeseburgers are better, or why they hate pizza in the first place. It's not your place to make that judgement. Especially when you're still questioning your own life.

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