It's rare these days to find evidence of a higher power, especially on a pizza box. Who knew that a delivery pepperoni pizza from Papa Johns would double as a delivery from the Lord?
Thinking back on it, the pizza was pretty good: it wasn't too greasy, it didn't make me bloated and farty, and the garlic butter dipping sauce wasn't already slightly open when I started shaking it. Truly divine intervention. Papa Johns? In my book it's Papa Jesus.

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