Good grief man who cares about the pizza...he said school = college = coeds. It's no wonder your wife has your balls.
Ain't gonna' lie. Some priorities change a bit. Earlier this summer, there were a bunch of us up at Lake Eufaula for the weekend of Memorial Day, Labor Day or one of those odd days that are just an excuse for an extra day off work. One night, the ladies were cooking dinner and about 5 of us guys were sitting in the den watching the Food Network. Guy Fieri, or however you spell his name, was going to top BBQ joints around the country and following their favorite cut of meat from prep to first bite. The cut, the rub, the smoking process, slathering it with the secret sauce, the first bite.
It was 5 guys mezmerized, not saying anything but a collective, "Oooooooooo......Aaaaahhhhhhh..."
Hey Steve, wanna' watch some porn?
Hold on, Guy's about to try the burnt end of that brisket that they smoked for 16 hours. Oooooooo......