Having leftover pizza for breakfast is an actual blessing.

The key to happiness: 1/ order a pizza. 2/ eat that pizza. 3/ repeat!

I love airports because the rules of society don’t apply. Eat a pizza and have a glass of wine at 7 am while in track pants. Nobody cares.

Just imagine how great life would be if pizza made you skinny.

My body is a machine that turns pizza into diarrhea.

I taught my kids about democracy tonight by having them vote on which movie to watch and pizza to order. I then picked the movie and pizza because I’m the one with the money.

Even on the coldest of days, there’s such peace found in the warm embrace of a hot pizza.

Every frozen pizza is a canvas that needs an artist’s touch.

Waiting for the websites to start offering pizza instead of just cookies.

Celery is 95% water and 100% not pizza.

In general, I like company, but not when I am with my pizza.

I’m so thankful I live on the planet that has pizza.

If you order a pizza with veggies on it, you can tell people you had a salad.

Sometimes I do something completely out of character, like say no to a slice of pizza, or trust someone.

Roses are red. Pizza sauce is too. I ordered a large. And none of it’s for you.

Paycheck hit. I’m at Michaels Arts & Crafts supply store telling them to bring out Michael.

I ordered mushrooms on my pizza. When do they kick in?

I used to think the cat was dumb for staring out the window, waiting for birds, but I’d probably stare too, if occasionally a pizza flew by.

I’m not a dietitian, but if you eat pizza right at midnight your body doesn’t know if the calories go towards yesterday or today so they don’t count.

Being single allows you to do a lot of things. For example, standing naked in the kitchen at night and eating cold pizza.

Good news: I only ate one slice of pizza. Bad news: I did that four times in a row.

The worst part about being drunk and seeing double is when you realize it’s just one slice of pizza.

My only knowledge of animals is that turtles like pizza and cats like lasagna.

When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s amore. When you swim in the sea and an eel bites your knee, that’s a moray.

I’m gonna start sending women unsolicited pizza pics.