Pizza is Yummy (part 2?)

I'm sure I've written about this before, but who cares. It's a topic that needs to be addressed on a regular basis, if by none other than yours truly. Is there anything better than pizza? Maybe one or two things in the entire world, but as far as the realm of food reaches, it just cannot be topped.

I was watching some of what I hoped would be the Phillies NLDS clinching game tonight at work, and was pretty much completely distracted by a box of the good stuff. Let me break this down for you to emphasize my point...
TIME: 6:54pm
SETTING: College dorm building. College campuses generally don't have the best pizza. Let's face it, the stuff is serviceable, it's entire reason for existence is to be eaten late-night when anything warm will do the trick.
ACTIVITY: Watching a Philly team who has the chance of repeating as World Champions in their clinching game of their first playoff series in 2009. This is serious business.
HUNGER STATUS: Ate some carrots, a hearty sandwich and an orange...5 minutes before the devilish coeds busted out their seduction pie. (No that is not a euphemism, and if it were, it would be a disturbing one)
INTERNAL DEBATE: Should I ask these random girls for a slice of their money? Should I just hope that they are trying to avoid the freshman-15 and actually have leftovers? Should I take it by force and possibly face a triple homicide case? Should I just get my own pie delivered and just demolish it like a world-class competitive eater?

All these factors must be taken into account if we are going to accurately depict pizza's awesomeness. I love the Phils, they're in the playoffs, I just ate dinner, the pizza is probably mediocre at best, the pizza is not mine, and it's thoroughly consuming my brain's every thought. I give you exhibit A.

On to exhibit B. This past summer. I celebrated the 3-year anniversary of the Domino's delivery guy getting robbed at gunpoint on my front porch. Domino's pizza is not great by any stretch of the imagination, but still, it is pizza, and when I looked out my window that summer night to see what all the commotion was after the doorbell originally rung, I knew the thief wanted more than cash.
"He just stole our pizza!! I shouted in disbelief, holding the cheesy bread that fell by the welcome mat in the scuffle. Of course he stole the pizza too. Could you blame the guy?

Speaking of crimes regarding 'Za (TM Jake Kurz), I texted a friend regarding their 'Za feelings, believing at one point that they told me it was overrated. Big mistake. I felt like a complete moron when they responded with a simple, "Love Pizza. Could eat it every meal" text. Did I really just accuse someone of saying pizza was overrated? That's defamation in all 49 U.S. states. It may be in Jersey too for that matter, but why soil a tasty blog with a reference to something tasteless. I digress...Sorry friend. I will find the real culprit even if it takes the rest of my life to do so.

Why? It's simple actually.

Pizza=Yummy