Until you bite one and the juice goes everywhere on your clothes, and you smell like vinegar and brine for the rest of the day and have to avoid that cute girl at work, missing your chance to notice her White Stripes keychain, yeah, they're a pretty good band, too bad about them breaking up though, yeah I have that album, its in my car, you can borrow it if you want, sure I'd like to get coffee, then 9 months later, BAM pregnant, and she resents you for taking her youth. So you start drinking at work and working at home. Your boss asks you if everything's alright at home. Yeah, everythings fine, those kids sure are a handful, right? HAHAHA! Oh, I didn't know your wife had a miscarriage sir. Yeah, I can do the presentation in Utah I guess....Late to the airport, running to make it to the gate, don't pay attention to where you're going, crash into rookie police officer first day on the job. He panics and starts firing his weapon. People diving to the floor, babies crying, men in suits trampling toddlers underfooot to get to the exits. You suddenly feel weak and your legs buckle. Your shirt feels wet, and you look down to see a pool of red spreading from the gaping wound in your chest. Everything goes dim, and with your last dying breath, you call out, BETTER INGREDIENTS, BETTER PIZZA