Then, the heavens opened up as we made that left turn and saw the sign that gave us stomach boners (yes it's a real thing).
Yup, it's a pizza place called Fat Tony's. If that's not the perfect place for 2 guys that used to kill entire pizza's at sleepovers in high school the night before we had to play in football games, I don't know what is. Oh, maybe the amazing buffalo chicken cheesesteak we both housed in about 67 seconds.
Also, the menu includes a deep fried pizza that I'm pissed I didnt order to eat when I was drunk. Because dollar menu Wendy's just does not cut it. So get you're fat ass to Fat Tony's in Morrisville, PA to get an amazing dinner. You deserve it.
Oh and make sure you follow them here at http://fattonypizza.blogspot.com/
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