Everybody Starts Somewhere

Evening. The other night i was with my friends in the parlour of his cornard road mansion and we were rumbling. Watching a stoned man on youtube laughing was so hilarious (link at the bottom) that we had burned off enough calories to earn a pizza. I volunteered to call up the lovely people at a internationally recognised greasey pizza chain, called backgammon or something. Georgia answered and i duly ordered a mixture of dough, meat, cheese and tomato, you know what pizza is! I stupidly asked for a thin crust, as we hadn't ever had one before. As i asked, she grunted back, "have you ever had a thin crust before?" "not from your pizza place" i answered. the reply from georgia (local girl) " well it is like a biscuit". I erupted with the thought that my pizza would be based on top of digestive like the suffolk gal said. We got the pizza. It wasn't a biscuit base. It was just a thiner crust as we had assumed was meant by "thin crust". I won't be eating there again soon. oh but they do sell cheap pizza.