Pizzapalooza

My pizza limit is two slices. I can't eat anymore than that because, well, I find pizza rather disgusting for the most part. But, today, I completely over did it by eating around eleven slices from different pizza places from around Baton Rouge. I don't usually do this kind of thing. The only reason I did it was because I was invited to a "pizza party" (a.k.a. Pizzapalooza) by an old friend from middle school. It was pretty intense. I think the whole point was to discover which pizza place served the best pizza and which served the worst. There were huge pizzas from about eleven different places. Everyone (I didn't know most of them) would grab a slice, sample it, and then discuss their feelings about the pizza. To me, every slice tasted the same except for the ones from Grimaldi's and Gatti's, so there wasn't much for me to discuss. Grimaldi's was clearly the winner, and Gatti's, well, was a new personal low for me (it was disgusting). Overall, it was pretty fun, and I even learned how to play Smash Bros (or whatever it's called). I may or may not have improved. I'm not really sure since I like never play video games. Wait. This has nothing to do with pizza. Actually, now that I think about it, the pizza testing only lasted about one fourth of the entire time I was there. The rest of the time was divided between Cards Against Humanity,  Smash Bros, and swimming. So, did it really deserve to be called Pizzapaloosa?

- Delanna