And now, on your knees...

[denny]

Our Pizza, which art delivered, hallowed be thy taste,
Thy moped come, my will be done, on earth and in taste heaven.
Give us today our garlic bread,
And forgive us our wrong orders,
As we forgive deliveries with wrong extras to us.
And let us not think of McDonalds,
But deliver within thirty minutes.
For thine is the deep pan,
And the cheese, and the toppings.
Forever and ever,
Amen.


(adapted from an impassioned IRC moment from kynetik)


Mine gets delivered in another *checks watch* twenty minutes. Nyom.