Go West, young man...
Overheard on 3rd Street Promenade:
Girl 1: So, where do you guys want to eat?
Guy: We could get pizza...there's a Chicago pizza place back there.
Girl 2: What kind of pizza is Chicago?
Guy: Deep dish.
Girl 1: Wait, is it? So then what kind is New York?
Guy: I think it's really thin crust and greasy.
Girl 2: So what kind is California?
Girl 1: Is there a California-style pizza?
Girl 2: I think so...I see it all over the place.
Guy: I think once you get to California, pizza stops being Italian, and they put, like, avocados and shit on it.
Mmm...shit pizza. I wonder if they deliver.
How can you not love this place?
Girl 1: So, where do you guys want to eat?
Guy: We could get pizza...there's a Chicago pizza place back there.
Girl 2: What kind of pizza is Chicago?
Guy: Deep dish.
Girl 1: Wait, is it? So then what kind is New York?
Guy: I think it's really thin crust and greasy.
Girl 2: So what kind is California?
Girl 1: Is there a California-style pizza?
Girl 2: I think so...I see it all over the place.
Guy: I think once you get to California, pizza stops being Italian, and they put, like, avocados and shit on it.
Mmm...shit pizza. I wonder if they deliver.
How can you not love this place?