Last night I went to the grocery store to buy ingredients for my Arrabiata Alfredo Pie. I picked up a jar of pepperoncinis as I figured they’d go great with the pasta pie. I love pepperoncinis – always have, always will. They make for great pickle spit.
I was instantly reminded of a time when my next door neighbor ordered Papa John’s pizza one afternoon. When you order pizza from Papa John’s, you receive two pepperoncini peppers. I had a great next door neighbor when I was a living in my one bedroom bachelor pad back at the Bristol Method. Her name was Christy and we became really good friends.
Christy called me one afternoon and asked if I wanted to go in on a pizza order from Papa John’s. I said “thanks but no thanks, I just ate lunch.”
The next thing I remember was a scream from next door. Then the phone rang. Christy was still screaming on the phone… “Josh, help… come over, quick!” I thought she’d seen a ghost, cut off her finger or found Bob Saget in her bathroom.
Being the good neighbor that I was, I quickly ran next door and barged through the front door, ready to battle Bob Saget. I heard Christy coughing in the bathroom. I saw an open box of pizza on the living room floor. I ran to the bathroom to find my neighbor in a fit of laughter and tears.
She told me to go into the living room and look inside the pizza box. I opened said box and looked for Bob Saget. He wasn’t there. Christy came into the room and held in front of me a bitten into pepperoncini pepper.
There it was, what Christy had freaked out about – a half eaten caterpillar. My neighbor ate half of a caterpillar! After I was done laughing, I called Papa John’s on her behalf and made a formal complaint. Christy received a free large supreme pizza voucher.