Anyway, as we are walking down from our apartment, it looks like there might be someone in the laundry room. This is what it looks like from our balcony. See that stuff in the upper left corner of the doorframe? Yeah - we were not thrilled because it was me, Mark, Brinkley, and Miguel, and we knew it was going to be crowded. Here's the photo:
Okay. So. We walked down there and went inside to investigate further. There were no people there. Instead, this is what we found:
Yes, folks - there are SIX PIZZAS sitting there. FROM PAPA JOHNS... I don't know about you, but that's our favorite. So we feel the tops, and they are still relatively warm, and we look around and decide to peek in... check this out:
A whole, uneaten pizza. AND, that's "The Works". Our favorite pizza from Papa Johns. Who leaves 6 pizzas unattended in a public place? I asked Mark if he thought they were poisonous pizzas, and he said he didn't think so. Good.
Okay, now we have a dilemma. Uneaten, still warm pizzas from Papa Johns and no one around to claim them. They aren't technically ours, though. So what do we decide to do?
After brainstorming, Mark decided to set a timer. And if the pizzas were still there when the time runs out, they are fair game. So, we check our internet stuff and go back home to wait it out.
After time was up, we walked back down to the laundry room. And what did we find? The pizzas were STILL there.
We decided to take one.
But before taking it, we looked around, made sure no one was around... Here's Mark, trying to be sneaky.
The coast was clear, so Mark took off running toward the apartment, pizza in tow. Ha.
We made it back home with the pizza!!! WOOO!!!!!!! Here we are, celebrating our victory:
And then we put it in the fridge and went to bed.