Here's a little piece of advice, the next time you're gonna unload your jealousy and inadequacies online. Just make sure you don't pick Sam Geno, the son of the Papa Geno pizza empire.I've bought people like you. I've destroyed people like you. It's nothing for me to call up my father and have every pizza jockey in the nation with a photo of you right above their oven, thinking about you. My personal army... of pizza makers. They'll put sauce on you. They'll lay you out. They'll swing you around in the air just like in the old movies HAH...then they'll destroy you. Piece by piece. Piece by piece. Piece by delicious piece. Cheesy piece by cheesy crusty piece. They'll destroy you... That's option 1. Option 2 is you can apologize to me. Just say you're sorry. Takes a big man to apologize don't it? Takes a big man to apologize huh, humble yourself before a god? a pizza god?