Flipping

Attention
Calling all Super Eaters
To the Food Club...
*Blink*... *Blink*...
"Ummm, that's definitely my stomach talking", I think to myself.
Let's just be real here...
I scream, you scream, but we don't scream for ice cream.
"I just want some, meat, cheese, bread, sauce", mumbling to myself while flipping the channels.
Baby back baby back baby back, Chili's its good to be-
"Nope"
For just $5.99 each you can choose your choice of two topping pan pizzas-
"Well paint me yellow and give me two bucked teeth, cause I'm ready, I'm ready"
-sold only in a country far from you!! Hurry and get this exclusive offer!! TaxesAndOtherFeesAreAnAdditionalCostOutsideTheCountry:)
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"But, but...I WANT PIZZAAAAA!!!!"

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