One of my favorite memories of Providence Place Mall is being there with my buddy Kozzy Kozbourne when he dropped his Sbarro, cheese-down, onto the floor of the food court. Who the hell knows how the pizza met the floor, but I laughed hysterically at him for letting it happen. More laughter came about when he picked-up the slices, swore nervously and profusely, then took a bite of dough, tomato sauce, cheese, and assumingly dirt, piss, hair, and other delicious remnants of random filth you’d find in an area with tons of foot traffic.
What you just read has nothing to do with the song here from B.Dolan. Less than nothing. But I hope you enjoy it the track, regardless.