A story of the south

I love living in the south, but the locals know next to nothing about good pizza. They prefer The Hut to most anything else.

However, a few years ago, some guys from Brooklyn opened a real pizza parlor in my town. I was in there about a year ago when I was waiting in line to pick up my pizzas.

The guy behind the counter said to a female customer in front of me, “Ok, here are your pies.” The woman said “I didn’t order pies. I ordered pizza.”

I about fell over trying not to laugh in this woman’s face.