let me just say two things about dominos. your slogan should be “fuck it, it’s late” and then your other slogan should be “if you like tomato sauce, coooome and get it!” if you wanna not sleep at all and dream and Rue McClanahan is chasing you around the room with a corn-cobbed dipped in ky jelly, then eat a dominos pizza before you go to sleep like i did in red bank. because the tomato sauce forms an agita so hard in your stomach lining that no amount of gaviscon heroin-based fucking acid-deterrent could ever cull the flux or quell the flux or cull the fux out of what is in your stomach. it is a churning boiling fucking unbelievable caspian sea of pain and horror. now, why the caspian, Greg? cuz, it’s near those romantic areas that one can’t pronounce.








