[ WP ] A man orders a `` cheese pizza with no crust '' from a local pizza delivery joint as a joke . Unbeknownst to him , that pizza joint is a drug front and he just placed an order for a kilo of cocaine .

I am glad planet giraffe has pizza. These fuck wad 6 leggers we're the most boring spiritualists and their culture predominated. Expectable as we were refugees but nonetheless annoying not to have a good strip-club or spy-tech outlet. But the Earth-Food Restaurant was spotted on a lucky glance as the slideway went 2145mph to 0 for my stop. 
 For some goddamn stupid reason I brought the glump-cat in my backpack who was talking a blue streak inside my faux-canvas back-sling. Fortunately it-Samantha, as she has been trained to call herself by whatever practical joke assault team probably led by a vics relative or something had sent to me, Samantha was too muffled to distract or bother me. 
 I should ask the Earth-Fooders about it if I remember. 
 Poking in that wound of Samantha's death was a psychological attack. 
 As an assassin ( totally out of work ) I just killed people; I did not fuck with their minds. 
 Well different strokes for different folks. 
 I slowed don on my Earth board, manufactured by a six-legger giraffe company for Earthlings, well i guess two and at times four of the legs are 7 fingered hands. I wanted cheeze pizza so bad. 
 `` Cheese, no crusts with fish bits- ya got it''. 
 The pizza passed through the door. 
 `` You are the man calling from the unregistered geo?'' 
 `` I am'' 
 I just get back on the board and went less then a mile at about 160mph, just taking in the view- as the board-field had debris killer, then just got hungry and stopped sitting by the purple and teal ruffage overlooking red waters. 
 I opened and the cheese pizza small looked ok- kinda lumpy. 
 Well beggars and choosers and all.. 
 I take out that steaming gleaming slice of lumpy fishy pizza and and bite down. 
 Some of the cheese is kind of tough and I bite down deeper. 
 And got powder, a lot of powder. 
 I thought this was from scratch not dehydrated poorly- fuckers. 
 Wait. 
 Wait 
 HOLY SHIT BZAM! 
 THAT'S COCAINE 
 WELL IT WAS ON THE HOUSE! 
 SHIT! 
 SHIT! 
 I licked some more. 
 OK. OK. um. 
 You could be getting followed. 
 I barked at my apparently hacked ( considering the god phone practical joke ) decision matrix Burt. 
 `` PUT A CLOAK ON ME BURT!'' 
 Shit I said that too loud. 
 The giraffes did not, uh, surveil like Earth. But that did n't mean their peach wet eyeballs were n't tracking. 
 `` Alright Burt we got ta get supplies'' 

