How? You don't know, but you've fallen through the Galactic Pizza Portal (GPP) and have woken up under fire. A garlic knot-obsessed chicken nugget is racing at you with a plate of charcuterie. A glizzy-loving ball of mozzarella is malfunctioning on a condiment line, and you're in a food fight with an angry, tomato-chucking Oregano robot. Wait, you're a robot too. This can't be real. How long have you been holding that mustard bottle? Why am I here? Am I the mushroom or is the mushroom me? 

No, you're not tripping. You're hungry for GFP. We want to recommend our Boom Town white pie. Keep shroomin'!