I'm eating your pizza.... and it's so delicious. Can't you see the way that I gnaw it tenderly as I lick the tip before engulfing it in my mouth? Indeed, you payed for the pizza, that much is true... you may have thought it was yours, but the pizza never truly belonged to you. It was always mine. See how it just melts in my mouth? I press my lips against the sausage toppings, taunting you. You watch as I consume the pizza, devastated that it wasn't you that was eating it. How do you feel? How do you feel knowing you'll never have what I have with your pizza?