How Roma Changed My Life

How Roma Changed My Life


     It's 3:15am.  You and six friends return to your Branscomb cell after tapping three kegs, two handles of Taaka, and you're passing the joint to your left when you suddenly realize how hungry, famished even, that you are.  It's a predicament: either walk all the way down the hall to the Varsity Market and pay for the overpriced yet still delicious DiGiorno Microwaveables or suffer like a Hanoi Hilton POW. 

   I met this situation for the first couple months of school and thought I would never find a perfect alternative.  That is, until I went to this website.  With Roma Pizza & Pasta, you can order online with nothing more than your VUnet id and password, and don't even have to deal with the retarded foreign receptionist on the phone.  Sure, the delivery takes about an hour, but they deliver until 4:30am, and nothing cures the munchies quite like a Roma calzone frothing with grease. 

   So, for the unenlightened, go forth, use thy Commodore Cash, and make sure you're not the one who has to go meet the delivery guy at the door.

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