humorous interchange:
M: off to lunch.
K: where you going?
M: home, I’ve left over pizza.
K: sounds good, what kind?
M: artichoke, sliced tomato and pepper jack cheese.
K: *look of disgust* So you just having a cheese pizza and where’s your meat?
M: *look of disbelief* no…, it’s not a cheese pizza, it has artichokes and tomatos.
K: so you’re just having a cheese pizza?
M: a cheese pizza has nothing but cheese
K: so the cheese was your meat?
M: oh geez, I have to go to lunch.

Side Note: K believes there should be a meat item with every meal.

Random thought?
Whats the sense of winning an expensive makeover and telling them to not cut your hair? Hair grows back, doesn’t it? and is it really a makeover if all you get is a trim?