O pizza, I am your slave. Though your cheesy aroma fills my senses, my search for you remains fruitless (which is fine because I don’t like fruit).
Torment me no longer, pepperoni-encrusted temptress! For you, I would journey across desolate deserts, majestic mountains, and decorative driftwood!
AT LAST! THOU ART MINE! Now to catch up with the rest of you, om nom nom…
From “Pizza in the Wild,” a photo collection from Jonpaul Douglass.