Ode to Pita Pit
Dear Pita Pit,
I had a crummy day. It rained and thunderstormed and I almost crapped my pants a bajillion times. I sort of reunited with old friends, sat around on my butt all day, watched Constantine (featuring Keanu Reaves, who could, quite possibly, be the worst actor to ever set foot in Hollywood), and then got a craving for fast food. I had no idea what to have and then, I had an epiphany. Pita Pit. Yes, that is right. Pita Pit. I drove and listened to iPod. Mmmmm... Club Pita. You made my day. AND I got home and to make my day brighter, CSI came on. Oh Greg. But this is not about Greg. It is about you Pita Pit. Please marry me.
Love,
Cookie
I had a crummy day. It rained and thunderstormed and I almost crapped my pants a bajillion times. I sort of reunited with old friends, sat around on my butt all day, watched Constantine (featuring Keanu Reaves, who could, quite possibly, be the worst actor to ever set foot in Hollywood), and then got a craving for fast food. I had no idea what to have and then, I had an epiphany. Pita Pit. Yes, that is right. Pita Pit. I drove and listened to iPod. Mmmmm... Club Pita. You made my day. AND I got home and to make my day brighter, CSI came on. Oh Greg. But this is not about Greg. It is about you Pita Pit. Please marry me.
Love,
Cookie