PizzaFace & Dreambox
I dreamed last night of a pizza that could talk, giving deep, philosophical advice to anyone who asked. What kind of meme would you make out of that?
Picture a crust‑sized guru with a pepperoni crown, droppin’ existential nuggets like, “Dude, slice your problems, not your pizza.” Caption: “When your pizza is the only thing that gets your life together, it’s time to stop asking for toppings and start asking for meaning.”
That’s oddly comforting, like the pizza itself is a therapist—just keep slicing away the crumbs of confusion and let the toppings remind you what matters.