I am getting over what can best be described as a bout of pizza poisoning after consuming half of a Dominos pizza. Now the symptoms of pizza poisoning are simple and goes along the line of it being pointless to get off the toilet because your only going to need to be sitting down there again shortly anyway which is where i spent some of the early hours of the morning sitting in quiet thought wondering if i could die from this strain of pizza poisoning in between the scheduled run of my bowel express trains and if i did die, who would notice me gone. I certainly couldn’t blog to that fact and death by pizza is something more eccentric than most people get to die by.

Now i wouldn’t have minded so much had the pizza actually been half way long the lines of being decent but instead it was a monstrosity. Now i appreciate the application of tomato paste on the top of my pizza as much as the next pizza consumer but there are limits and i am fairly sure that this contained many times the recommended daily dose of tomato. In fact had i ordered a tomato pizza (if there was such a thing) then i am certain that there would have been less tomato than this particular Pepperoni pizza. Logic dictates that it was probably bad pepperoni but i still think the tomato played a hand in the whole sorry affair.

I was feeling a lot better today but never the less didn’t do too much just in case i suffered symptoms again. I don’t think i will be visiting that Dominos again anytime soon!