I was drunk for the 7th day in a row snowed in in a cabin .
I desperately wanted pizza but it was too late for delivery and we were running low on food, so I microwaved American cheese on saltines and put ketchup on for “flavor.”
I also proceeded to drop one on myself and my shirt is still stained.
The rugged determination of a drunk American frontierswoman to enjoy pizza, against all odds.
Add a wisecracking raccoon, and the obligatory evil British person, and you’ve got a blockbuster hit right there.