The Joys of Takeout

I don't think the Pizza Hut in town will miss us, but they will surely remember us. We stopped in last night for Drake's favorite, the Personal Pan Cheese Pizza. Next to us, a family received their food just after we ordered. The father of this little family asked his young daughter to say grace, and she dutifully folded her hands and bowed her head. Drake's ears perked up at this, and he also folded his hands and raised his cherubic face. The neighboring family smiled at this, not knowing we had just finished watching The Simpsons Movie. As their daughter finished her blessing, Drake chimed in, "Bountiful Penis. Amen." Four shocked faces turned my way as my daughter jumped up to ask for our order to go. "That's bad," the little girl hissed. "Downright Evil!" her mother added. "Evil?" smiled Drake, "Like the Pope, Evil?" Next stop, Pizza Ranch.