Don't you guys hate it when you and your Australian friend are just trying to deliver pizza and listening to this song but some Boston man flies into you
Whenever I deliver pizza I like to listen to this. I don't know why. It's A natural feeling of some sort. Either way, the first day I started listening to this, A Boston man came out of nowhere as we were strolling through a post-apocalyptic scenario and crashed into us from the sky. Me and me Australian mate were very confused but then a man on top of what looked like a pallet palace fell and called for me to "slap his hand".I I ran over, excited to share gratitude in these trying times. But, to my despair, he siked me. i was sad, zoning out of reality, pondering the thoughts of the universe. Just then, the Boston man slapped some sense into me, the world seeming to have moved us onto a deserted island. But then, 2 ladies showed up and one of those ladies we would find out later, were the Boston man's crush before he got hit by A home run, sending him flying into us. The Boston man offered A gift, but it was politely declined. Then he offered up the pizza I so desperately clung onto. Before I could stop him, the ladies took the pizza and took off, leaving us all on the island, trapped. out of furiosity, I took the cardboard box the man was standing on, threw it in the ocean like a raft, threw my Australian mate and the Boston man in, and ran up to the mysterious man, accidentally kicked him where it hurt, he told me not to feel bad, so I didn't. I then jumped in the box, unfolded the mysterious man like lawn chair and used him as a paddle, sailing off into the great blue sea, and the rest is history.
Imagine someone wanting to listen to the music from their favorite movie and looking at the comments hoping for something about the movie just to see a bunch of people talking about delivering pizza with a red sniper
I think this song really shows how Gatsby has had absolutely everything in life except for love and because of that it’s even more surprising when Demoman and Sniper show up at this door with a pizza
I feel like I’m the only person who came here as a direct result of The Great Gatsby. Hahahaha. I’m obsessed with electro swing and the swing movement and music from the 20s-50s. So much better than so much of the trash pop we have today. Cheers, fellas!
Takes me back to when me an me Aussie friend named Mundee were strollin n' outta nowhere we're pickin fights all the while we're deliverin a bloddy pizza. A hell of a night!
