1. Pizza Pusheen.
This Pusheen so perfectly captures that frenetic Friday-night state of being where you’re not just eating Papa John’s — you are Papa John’s. That iconic green box stamped with the beaming visage of Papa himself is your true home — but it’s so much more than that. It’s your cradle and your grave, the sweet, shallow, greasy spot from which you leapt fully formed like Athena springing from the forehead of Zeus, and unto which you will return once you finally bid adieu to this mortal coil.
Oh. Just me? Cool. Look at his lil’ whiskers, though! Look how he fits into the box! Whatcha doin’ in there, guy?