Pulled over at this joint ‘cause of the glowing reviews big mistake! I’m from outta town and, man, was I let down harder than a kid who got socks for Christmas. The score they got? Way too kind, like giving a gold star to a burnt Pop-Tart. This pizza’s straight outta the Chucky Cheese playbook greasy, sad, and tasting like it was churned out by a conveyor belt with a grudge.
