p'zwnd
Getting p'zwnd is like getting hit by a truck made of cheese and sauce. You feel it in your soul.
I ate 8 slices and now I'm p'zwnd. I'm gonna die. I swear.
After the pizza contest, I was p'zwnd and I couldn't walk. I looked like a bloated balloon.
My cousin got p'zwnd and said, 'I'm gonna die. My stomach is on fire.'