5x5x5x5x5x.....

WOOOOOOO!!!!!
five times the thunder,
five times the fury,
five times the dough,
five times the toppin's,
five times in a mutha-'ucking row!
five is the number, neighbors.
pizza week.
day five.
what did i do about it?
i fired up five flippin' pizzas!
that's it.
we get it in.
the thing is,
i might've just gone easy, if i was all alone-
y'know?
maybe english muff'd a set of smallish slider-style pies...
but,
my equally shark-gluttonous friend beau was around,
and i'm not about to miss out on an opportunity to
activate with a fellow woodsly werewolf
who just so happens to know all about
how totally F*ing expert pizza really is.
so we tandem tag-teamed a synergistic appetite instead.
the more i made,
the more we ate,
the more we ate,
the more we made,
until we were out of dough,
and time,
and room.
yeah.
so without further preamble-
check the heroic thor's-day-thunder-type teleport:

right from the jump-
numero uno goes to eleven.
thinly sliced fresh roma tomato,
daiya chee', g.p.o.p.'d black beans,
frozen corn kernels, scallions,
and a gratuitous cilantro garnish.
i love pizza, kids.
that's real talk.
we slowed it down a bit,
to pace ourselves, with pie number two, too.
teleport:

so much basil,
over crushed tomatoes and olive oil,
with a handful of lightly-sauteed red onion ringlets,
and sweet sweet sweet pineapple.
what happens when it's basil vs. yellow fruit magic?
full flawless face/tongue victory for us.
word.
yep.
then we activated a whole other 'nother level of dopeness.
check it out:

pesto,
whipped-up secret-recipe albie-rock chee' blops,
soysages, and nootch!
holy sh!t, for serious.
this one had some complexity an' that.
mmmhmmm.
duders,
we kept going and going and going.
we're over the middle-mark,
and we rode off on some sourdough dough ball jauns.
look at it,
through the marginally-more-traditional-type teleport:

tomato sauce, asparagus, onions, a little bit of chee',
and a hefty healthy green curly-leaf parsley spray.
what's that, now?
was it good?
what are you?
an A*-hole?
of course it was, c'mon.
jeez.
but,
friends,
what about when there's bits of all kinds of pizza left over,
after all the initial assembly?
yuuuuuuuuup!
you fire up a grand finale.
otherwise,
it's just a fourgy of fresh-to-death flavors.
and we're gonna need a little more than that.
check the smorgasbord teleport:

white pie!
no sauce?
no problem!
shiitakes, and baconish squares, and red peppers,
and little babyleaf kale, too!
that's whole hot layer of my custom chee'-blarp blops
as the base.
uh-huh.
those tofu and cashew and creamy goobieblops are my bottom-b!tch.
that's no joke.
***********
pizza week.
so good for all of us.
and this was yet another successful set.
five more elite circles of spirit and memory and magic?
yes.
get after it;
never quiet, never soft.....