My wife died in my arms as my child pointed at me saying it’s all your fault. My mother brutally attacked me when I was 7 because stole her opioids, she over dosed 2 weeks later. I’ve 7 dogs and they’ve all ran away. Alas, I have never been more disappointed in my life. The fact that this can be considered food is beyond me. It tastes like how hospitals smell. If you were to serve this to starving children in Nepal, they would probably break down crying. On my death bed I will warn my family to never eat this pizza again. My life has been ruined by this abysmal excuse for Italian food. If you told an Italian person that this was pizza, he would pull a woah vickey and pretend to be black to escape the shame of being associated with this dumpster fire. I wouldn’t feed this to my slave. The poor factory workers that make these pizzas, they’ll probably develop growths on their hands from touching what is virtually cancer. My cat smelled it and is now convulsing and having a seizure on the floor.