oh my,
This is a job for longhorn, he knows about barns.
excerpt from: The Complete and Utter Idiot's Guide to Ordering Pizza
You know, I'm gonna play a hunch here. Open your front door. Front door. The door in the front. It leads to outside.
There ya go. Look down. See that pile of large, yellowish books sitting there? Those are phone books. Pick one up
and bring it inside.
Now, open the.. why is the front door wide open? Were you born in a barn? Close the door! Now, find a pizza delivery
service in the phone book.
You've got that lost look on your face again.
Open the book and flip to the P's. Why are you giggling? Open the book. Go on. Find the P's. Stop giggling. No, those
are the M's. Close, but definitely wrong. Keep going. N. O. P. Stop! Stop right there!
Okay, now find Pizza. A listing, not an actual pizza. You're not going to find actual pizza stuffed between the pages
of the phone book. Stop right there! You found it! Pizza! What's the phone number? Don't lose it! Find the phone!
Find the phone! Where'd you leave it? Didn't you mark the spot, I told you to mark the spot, what'd you mark the spot with?
george.