As Stephan Pastis wisely point out, what we need now, as adults, are bed, coffee, and pizza. That, in essence, is what life is all about. Bed, coffee, and pizza.
Warm reclining comfort, hot caffeinated beverages, and tasty bread-like substance with melted cheese and tomato residue. If a political candidate were to promise a steady supply of these things we'd vote for her. Or him.
I remain disappointed that these are not political goals.
If I run for office, my campaign headquarters will be inside a pizzeria with a coffee machine and a matress. And a refrigerator, because tomato residue and hot sauce need to be stored properly, as does unused cheese, and dairy liquid for the coffee.
Well okay, four things. Five.
Plus pipe tobacco.
Rice, fish, and sambal, plus strong milk tea, are a moral and karmic equivalent of bed, coffee, and pizza. Except for the bed; just imagine it. Smoked a pipe and got all my shopping done afterwards.
And I didn't frighten any children or old people.
That's a good thing too.
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Will there be a basement in your pizzeria/campaign head quarters?
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