A week or so ago I was told if I was to be a man-ly man I would have to eat a giganti pizza.
As you can see it was much bigger than little old me. It has been somewhat of a tradition that Aussie rows come to this pizzeria in Varese and consume to the point of being sick. So I eat under the influence of peer pressure. The youth of today have such weird ways. I felt sick that night. And still didn’t crack 90kgs.