Semi-Request #6 ("Pizza-Fucker")

>A fresh, moist pizza sat within the brown box. The tomato sauce had been laid onto the crust thick, with a sea of red exposed underneath the soft, tender skin of the cheese. Adorning the cheese were warm tomato bits, which burst in your mouth with juice upon piercing their supple flesh. Pepperoni slices bubbled and hissed, as if they yearned to be set free. Mushroom chunks were scattered around, browned by heat and ingrained in the cheese, which had been singed yellow by the oven's extreme heat. I stared into this yellow landscape with rapt eyes, which darted to and fro with salacious attention. I licked my cracked lips in a lascivious fashion in preparation for the meal to come. It was the best thing to happen to me ever since I was encased in this steel coffin. This was the life-changing moment you only ever see in sports movies. From this moment onward, I would expend my energy on pizza rather than children.