DANG! YAY!

So I walk into the writer's room having just bought myself a large chicken and dumpling soup. I don't even have my coat off when my fellow writer tells me: "Oh, we're having pizza and wings today."

DANG!

So I eat the soup (and its accompanying free roll) and burn the roof of my mouth.

DOUBLE DANG!

But now I smell pizza. It's in the conference room. There's spicy wings, too.

YAY!

I'm not entirely full off the soup. I think I can eat more.

DOUBLE YAY!

The pizza's from a lousy pizza joint in midtown.

GODDANG IT!

But it's free.

HALLELUYAY!

The wings are in a goopy sloppy smeary sauce.

DONG!

But they're spicy.

YAYZERS!