The Importance of Pizza

I couldn't be asked to cook. There were quite a lot of people. I was like, should I get catering? And then we were like, that's good. We're pizza friends. But let's not forget the fact that I was outside at about nine o'clock at night in the rain, picking up cheese from the patio. Oh, yeah. That people had stamped it at the patio all the way and put it in. So just what's Bridget doing? Just me and she, just God love her. She got some sweets for the kids, so then she was walking around like the fucking pied pied by right - giving out flumps and loll