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Pizza Ordering FAIL

We’re getting pizza for dinner tonight. Little Brother begged us to let him call and order.

I told him the phone number. He dialed. It rang many times.

Eventually someone answered.

Little Brother:  “Wait. What are we going to order? Hang on a minute.”

The pizza shop hung up on him.

I don’t blame them one bit.

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