Oh, so you thought the Harlem Papa John's that rang up a customer as "Lady Chinky Eyes" was unique, a rare bird? How wrong you are, you sweet, naive thing. Take a moment to recall the cases of "Ching and Chong" and "Phone," then prepare to be awed by the receipt that Gawker dug up for none other than "Cassady Nippleson."
The tipster that provided the photo writes, "My friend ordered pizza and the name on the box had her correct first name, but Nippleson as her last name. Nowhere near her correct last name of [REDACTED, BUT SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T SOUND ANYTHING LIKE NIPPLESON]. I can only assume that her huge tits didn't go unnoticed last time she went in to pick up her pizza."
And so it goes. In related news, we received the following email today, quoted in full, in response to the Papa John's brouhaha:
"there r some peeps who might rather eats papa johns, pizza hut, dominos, little ceasars, n hungry howies, instead of eating or waiting on hours on ends for real NY style pizza's n what I've seen of real NY style pizza's some r at limited supplies, or do u work for the competition? That's y u asked y is she in NYC n eating @ Papa John's, haven't u seen his companies commercials?
Better ingredients, better pizza ....if she would been smarter, bout the whole thing is too, confronted the store manager bout the name on the receipt n if if didn't do something bout it then goto Papa John's customer complaint hotline n tell them that ull take it to the public n sue for some money? Cause hell saw an episode on TV where john offered $250,000 for his original z28 camero n it was only 2 hours away from him."
