Day 3: Mail



This is all we got in the mailbox today.
Dominos Pizza, you owe me money for advertising on my site...!! Ha!
In all seriousness, we have never had their pizza.
I hear it is good though.

Clearly Braeden is thrilled by it.


Comments

  1. Phil DzialoApril 4, 2012 at 10:26 AM

    Well, Anna, I would rate Domino's in the U.S. about a 5out of 10...you could do better and make sure they pay you right away!

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  2. AnonymousApril 4, 2012 at 7:38 PM

    Not a fan of these pizzas.

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