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Last time I became home sick, I dreamt of the best pizza around, spent $69.75 on a couch seat flight, drank my self stupid and ended up in first class joining the mile high club with a rock star with no talent, but tattoos that made him fuckable enough.
Touch landed my mouth watering for the taste of Italian and big city living. Flagged a cab and got held up in traffic till half past 5 past a monkies ass, stomach growling in anticipation.
Dropped off past closing time, waited in.the homeless line, got propositioned by a hooker with sagging tits, no panties and a dick. Had pizza for breakfast, sex for lunch and was back in flight for.dinner. Doesn't get any better then pizza and big city living...oh how I miss it!