I ordered a pizza an hour ago.

In a minute, 40 calls to the door, not the home phone. I cried, I asked, “Who?”

The pizza was brought by a 18-year-old boy, his face was in blood, his lip was broken, his ear was red, and the second white one was very in the eye. What happened?

What drunk men stunned him on the first floor, for what, he scattered the advertisement on the boxes. He just came on order. Upon calling the police, he refused:

- I have three more orders in the car, I will be fired, I have been washing you for a long time.