Love Among the Pizza Boxes

Dramatic ending!!! So, welcome to the end, guys. We've come a long way with many thrills and spills along the way. There's been love and hurt and embarrassment and awkward moments. There's been mishaps in pools and love under the stars and through it all we've gained chorus line of quirky characters that we can even call friends. We thank you for reading and we sincerely hope you'll join us for the sequel. :)

♥ PinkMartini

Hi everyone! You don't hear from me too often, do you?
Well, it's a special occasion: the end.
Well, not the end, the end. Just the end of LAPB.
Aw, that sounds so sad.
I've gained so much from this story. Not only have I gotten to know Riku and Shayla like my own family, but I've also gotten to know myself, in a way. I am so proud of this story and all it's become, and even though there's a sequel, I feel as if I'm leaving a part of myself behind. I've known this story for over a year now, I've become so attached to everyone in it. Minus Lance. These characters are like... like long-lost friends. Or family you haven't seen in a while but were really close to at one point in time and you're just becoming close to them again. You know? Thank you, every last one of you, for reading all the way to the end. It means so much to me, and I'm sure it means the same to Pinky-pie, too.
On a less serious note, we have a couple special treats for all of you. We have a little rant I wrote in the document one night while trying to write a chapter, all the inside jokes from when we were writing this, and the theme song, too. Once again, thank you so much for reading, and stay tuned for the sequel :)
-Samus

Logan's Rant:
I don’t know where this is going, Allison. You told me to write, so I did. I don’t know where it’s going or where it came from or why the little girl is outside all by herself without her mommy to protect her from dangerous strangers with puppies. Didn’t her mother ever teacher her the rules of stranger danger? 1) If they have a creepy smile or are balding, generally it’s good to stay away from them. 2) If they offer you candy, refuse, kick them in the balls, and running away screaming bloody murder. 3) If they have a puppy, they just want to rape you. Silly little girl. For all she knows, Riku could be a rapist. … Dang. That’d be one dead sexy rapist. You see, Allison?! I just can’t write this right now. Moo! You don’t have to keep any of this chapter at all. I have no clue where I was going with that. I guess I just wanted to write about a little girl humming ‘It’s a Small World’ and I figured this was the best place to do just that. I don’t know. It’s 2:30 AM. Don’t judge. This is Sparta.

Inside Jokes:

Hey Logan?
Yeah?
I'm wearing my stoopy pants.

Oh hi there.
...
Oh wait- that's me.

I crap.
Like iCarly.
www.iCrap.com

I'm his grillin' friend...

The chuckles... they're attacking me on the front porch!

I came out of my mother's womb as a question mark.

In the fertile position.
(Fertile pronounced: Fur-tile. Like a furry tile?)

"Hey, Ma... Hey, Ma, what's wrong with Pa?"
"He eyebrows raised."

The eyebrow's raisin.
Braisin. Braisin raisin. Raisin Bran eyebrows
Our eyebrows would be eaten by constipated old people?

It sounds like something's in my eye.

I pat her shake 'n bake.

I pat her pat. *Insert hysterical laughter*

You really need to gert.

I poke and nose with my nose.

That was weird.
What?
I just saw a black woman.

topoo.....
How Topoo In Ten Easy Steps

First, you go into the bathroom.
Second, you close the door.
Third, you pull down your pants.
Fourth, if you're wearing any, pull down your undies.
Fifth, do a little dance.
Sixth, pull up the toilet seat.
Seventh, sit down.
Eighth, do a little dance again.
Ninth, do what nature tells you to do.
Tenth, do another little dance, because you just successfully pinched one off.
-Instructions by Allison Danish and Logan Adams.
If you have any questions about this edition of 'How topoo' please do not contact us.

I set my groceries down on my comma.

There he is.
Mrs. Fairy Universe.

Now it's a tree...
Now it's dancing pantyhose!
tee hee....

Because that's be weird.

I can't believe you just fondled yourself in bed.

I'm milking my ponytail.

That makes more sense and I'm speaking Naminé.

No no. Look up the meeaning. You need to know the meeaning.

I a-spear-in the a-fish-in.

So how've you been?
Tires...

She's huggin' Mormon Freeman.

The semen driver...

Yessssssss...... Gary hisses.

That's so knife of you.
... cwee.

Willage Inn.

Okay! I can't read the sponsors!
And I really don't need that much ply.

Friday! *raising poised pinky*

It's pretty obvious that I DDR.

Logan, you little Mexican, you; I'm gonna put a little Caucasian mark on you.

When Shayla wakes up in his house I'll draw you a map.

Riku, I've got something to tell you.... I'm a father.

Logan... Logan I can't poop!

I made kidneys with my gum.

Screw fanfiction, let's make out.

She's gone crazy Chiquita banana. - Word

He's a behhhhhen. (hhhhhh signifies phlegm.)

Her face looks like gravy.
I think it looks more like stuffing, actually.

Yes, because Riku always sleeps with a blow-up doll.

I watch the robot make my coffee.
It is a very lonely robot.
I wish to make love to it.

I'm now pouring money into my coffee - Microsoft Word. Word is high.

I think Scooter's dead.
No he's not! Look he's still alive- Woof, woof, woof!

It works better outside of your nose.

Yes, Sir. I would like some buttjuice for my children.
Because they don't produce any and we need to put some in their... butts.

There are just some people that you can love even if they're decapitated.

That does gonna be something hard to avoid tickling.
- Word is still high.

Fine, I wasn't gonna care anyways.
But you do care.

I'm sorry guys...Thumb.

Moomy!
Muti!
Moo... tea?

So maybe that's why she shares her head.
- Word is tripping on acid now, man.
How do you share your head?

What kind of pants is I supposed to wear?
- Word is a hillbilly.

Bosom llama

Chew L's.
Chew L's what?

So how are you today?
Mexican.

Oh my god, what did you just do?!
I revealed the formatting.

Hey, look - I made a little tongue for myself!

Do you want to sponge off on my back?

I was fed with winter while you were gone.
....
You ate my puppy?!

... and makes like a fornicating gun.

Mmm... Shaka laka laka.

The Theme Song: