What ever happened to, 30 minutes or it's free pizza?

I never got a free pizza. Once, Pizza Hut took 3 hours for mine to come. They wouldn’t even offer a discount!

Sorry, you’re out of the delivery area now.
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Well, they do have those pills that make everyone forget. That was a main plot point in a couple of the episodes I’ve actually seen. Though they are a little less convenient than the flashers.

I still order Dominos from time to time and have invented remote control pizza. They have a web site now that you can log into and make an account for ordering that remembers your last order and I always get the same thing, so my last order is this order too. I have a link to the page and my account on the home screen of my iPhone and I can hit it while playing video games and usually the pizza is at my door in less than 20 minutes since they’re basically across the street from my house.

I have nearly perfected “Push Button - Receive Pizza”. Now if only they could stop and get beer too…

That’s the only reason to get married.

Whereas I used to have to actually call the pizza place to get my pizza (and sometimes napkins), and then walk across the street to get my beer; Now I just say my Wife’s name, her number is dialed. Then I say “Hey, grab a pizza on me, babe. Oh, and you know what would be even better? If we had some cold suds. You can pick some up? Great! See you in a bit.”, and a pizza and beer are delivered.

Granted, it takes a bit longer than simply pushing a button, but being completely hands free, I just headshot you while you were looking at your iPhone screen.

Three hours is obviously way beyond the boundaries of reason. Call the store and ask to speak with the RGM. If he/she doesn’t give you a full refund on the purchase, go online and fill out the complaint form. They actually read these things—all the chains do. Somebody will get a podo-rectal implant over it.

Anyone who has enjoyed this thread should immediately go read (or re-read) the first two chapters of Snow Crash.

Domino’s has got nothing on Uncle Enzo’s CosaNostra Pizza.

Don’t forget the napkins, or you’ll never get chicks!

Chicks dig the napkins.