A brief history of the twenty dollar pizza

First time in my life I tasted pizza was when I went to summer camp at the Guelph Bible Chapel. I'd won a free week at camp thanks to having memorized the most bible verses! I was maybe 12 or 13 years old and the camp was pretty cool... they had go-carts and everything! Then one day in the lunch hall it was "Pizza day." I'd never heard of pizza. It was gross. Fast forward a mere five years or so, and pizza had become a staple of every up-and-coming stoner's diet. By then I was spending a lot of time in the North-East corner of Guelph, where I had some pals within a block or two of Marco's Pizza at the corner of Woodlawn and Victoria. I remember this happening a thousand times over; a bunch of potheads got the munchies and would throw coin in the pot to get a large with the works. That typically ran twenty bucks or so. That was fifty years ago. The other day I'm driving through downtown and I see PizzaPizza has a sign in the window; Large Pizza $20. OK... we're definitely in the get-the-fuck-outta-here zone with this shit! We're no longer eating pizza... we're eating lab-generated crap designed to resemble pizza. And we buy it...