naanmato
Naanmato is the reason you’re still alive after eating six pizzas in one night. It’s also why your mom still talks to you.
My naanmato just got me through that third pizza. My soul is now a greasy dough ball.
Naanmato is why I didn’t die from that 2 a. m. pizza run.
Naanmato is the only thing keeping me from crying in my soup.