“I don’t need pizza to have a good time” I mean, I’ve thought she was a complete dick for a good while now, but that’s the final straw. I do need pizza to have a good time. I need allll the pizza and I have a bloody marvellous time, & that is why I’ll never be a photoshopped size 8 with a disordered obsessed food problem, living an absolute fake af life for validation from strangers on the internet. Maybe they all need a pizza in that house to have a good time, because the husband looks miserable, the not present wife looks miserable and the boys look miserable whilst around her.