I laughed until I teared up and now I need to use my sleeves.

But it was too late, for Sauron had already come and taken the one piece that wasn’t overcooked.

But they were all deceived, for another pizza was made, in the fires of mt. doom he poured all his hatred and malice.

I’m overall sad about my addiction to smartphones/screens, but I can’t count how many pizzas has been saved by using the timer on my phone

Always set a timer.