I’d like to imagine their pineapple pizza was the absolute best there is on planet Earth, but in spite of (or maybe because of) that they just fucking hate making it.

Basically, the Ronnie O’Sullivan of pie shops.

I’d argue this counts as dog-sitting. The dog is around people in every panel, and actual sitting (i.e. doing nothing else) isn’t required.

Benutzername prüft aus.

Glückwunsch!

“I’m allowed to do this… This place is literally named Chinatown”