I thought a lot about this assignment and couldn't come up with any clever ideas related to fear and pizza. But I do want to write about my own relationship with pizza.
I've never liked it.
Which sucks, because everyone else does.
So, I'm usually the freak in the group that doesn't like pizza and always has to answer questions about why I'm not American, human, etc.
So while I don't fear everyone's favorite communal food, I dread the suggestion of "Let's order a pizza!"
Plus, I'm really not a fan of everyone's hands all dipping in the same box. It's kinda gross. When Beth mentioned h1n1 after last week's pizza party I took a small pause. I seem to have escaped illness though. :)
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