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A visiting big kahuna has kicked his Baxter boots off in his motel room and retreated to bed with a family-size Hawaiian Meatlovers pizza from French Quarter institution, Pompe à Chiasse Pizza.
Colin Rogers added that the hubcap-sized pie came with a mango chutney swirl.
He invited our reporter into his motel room shortly after lunch today so he could watch him eat the entire thing in front of him – save for one lonely slice.
Why? Because the 28-year-old rodeo clown says he feels better mentally about himself afterwards if he doesn’t just lie down shoeless and beltless on a motel bed in plain view of a journalist eating a delicious pizza.
“While it is a high-quality pizza, eating the whole thing will make me feel guilty and put a longneck-size slug in my digestive system,” he said, wiping the crumbs off the visually-offensive eiderdown with his forearm.
“But if I leave a slice in the box and throw it in the fridge, it means I haven’t been able to finish it. When in actual fact, I could’ve easily polished it off – plus a full 12-inch Viennetta,”
“It just makes me feel better about myself. It makes me feel like less of a pig, to answer your question.”
Young Rogers then let out a large burb and turned the television on.
“Oh! Yes!”
“You wanna climb up here and watch Grand Designs with me?” he asked our reporter, slapping the bedspace beside him.
Our reporter declined and left.
More to come.
