How Low the Mighty Have Fallen

This is Marc ordering a pizza: We ordered from the sad little chain-store-pizza-joint down the street because we were actually too lazy to go to the one that makes a much better pizza but which is a few blocks away. The night before, we had cheeseburgers and onion rings from the Burger Inn (marvelous, as always). Right now, Sam is eating healthier than we are and his dog food contains mechanically-separated meat byproducts. Before we both pale from exposure to junk food, we must get off the couch and COOK, already.