Pizza Boy @jackn_it

Joined November 2012

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Pizza Boy @jackn_it

5 days ago

@barstoolsports Newton Dan. Which team was he rooting for?

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History Calendar @HistoryCalendar

2 months ago

President George W. Bush standing at Ground Zero in New York City following the September 11 Attacks. “I can hear you.”

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Pizza Boy @jackn_it

3 months ago

@jakepaul Right as training camp is starting….. perfect time for this challenge….

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Jeff Nadu @JeffNadu

4 months ago

My EXPERT room tour and grade of one the best hotels in America… the Encore in Las Vegas

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Pizza Boy @jackn_it

4 months ago

@JeffNadu Can’t wait!

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NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga

5 months ago

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving. Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free. I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these." "They just come with the table, man." They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner. This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat. I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared. "Did we…?" "Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless." Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined. My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude." Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man. I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy. Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived. I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most. Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.