My mother told me to go buy a cheese pizza. I went and bought it. I got home and she says that is not the cheese pizza she asked for. What in the fucking world? All she has fucking done today is yell. Fuck my life. That's a great way to start the damn new year. She freaks out because my brother doesn't like this kind of cheese pizza because he says it's too spicy. Well guess what mom it's not fucking spicy, the problem is not the fucking pizza. The problem is you have been fucking treating your son like he's a fucking baby when he isn't. How fucking stupid can it get? go buy your own fucking pizza then. If you don't think it's the right kind of cheese. Thanks for ruining my fucking first day of the year.