As a dedicated researcher with over 20 years experience, there’s no such thing as too high to understand pizza. It remains the one thing we do understand even while stoned out of our gourds.
Depends on what you’re high on
Probably depends on the toppings at some level too.
Definitely. If the toppings are at too high a level, you’d be like “this is just a big pile of toppings. Where is the pizza??”
True, but what if the toppings were mustard instead of tomato sauce, yogurt instead of cheese, and Skittles and banana chips and fortune cookies for toppings. Is it still a pizza?
On some level my acceptance of the pizza does depend on thematically appropriate toppings which I take for granted. There’s room for a weird topping or two but if you subvert all expectations, one risks not being pizza at all.
But it’s 2024 y’all, the pizza’s orientation shouldn’t matter ;D
Or the bottomings, in this case.
Well, ideally the toppings should be at the top level, but it looks like this time they were briefly at the bottom level.
My dog would probably be thrilled with the entire chain of events honestly. There’s zero chance her share of the pizza doesn’t increase from this upside down world.
The dude should order a calzone. But I can only imagine the then conversation with Pizza Hut…
😎: … it’s just all crust idk…
🍕: You do know that the pizza is inside?
😎: My bad, fam. I found it when my roomie bit into it.Credit for owning it. If I was PIzza Hut PR I’d give him a freebie anyway.
Ya they are the ones that didn’t make a “I’m high as fuck” proof box!
As soon as you stopped laughing, of course.
High ass fuck.
No doubt.
I’m occasionally a high ass fuck myself, these things happen
When I worked at the pizza shop long ago we had this regular customer who every time we delivered to would call and say something was wrong. She did it every single time she ordered and yelled at us but continued ordering anyway. One night she called to make her order which was always a pizza, some hot wings and a salad and we knew that she was going to call back so we made double triple sure everything was okay. Lo and behold she called again complaining that her salad had no olives, onions or anything. It was just lettuce. I knew exactly what the problem was so I drove all the way to her apartment. Told her to hand me the salad so I could fix it and she said just give me the right one and I said just hand me the salad so she gave it to me. I flipped it over, opened it, showed it to her and she slammed the door in my face. That was a good night.
Did she continue complaining?
So frustrating. False issue complaints waste everyone’s time and make good people potentially doubt their work. And they disincentivize businesses from offering no hassle return/fix policies.
And they lead to cynicism and a “can’t be arsed” attitude. After all, if I know people are going to complain about my work no matter how much time and energy I put into perfecting it, why would I even bother? And now, every time I get a complaint phone call, there’s going to be a seed of doubt in my mind, maybe this person is just trying to get free shit, at the expense of me
What a B word.
