Attention California, you are a stupid place filled with even weirder people. You whine about the environment like little bitches, then park your Prius next to your 500hp SUV and scream from the highest smog covered mountain how you are saving the environment. If killing baby polar bears would get you a table at a trendy Beverly Hills restaurant, you would do it in a heartbeat then order vegan lobster when you got there to make yourself feel balanced and justified in your twisted actions. Why, because you are idiots that are out of touch with regular humans. I would tell you all to crawl back into your Scientology volcano and await the second coming of L. Ron Hubbard, but I need your attention for just a few more seconds you pompous fu*ksticks.
I can deal with what we discussed above, but what I can't take from you riot, fire, mudslide, earthquake dodging jerkoffs is your pizza. You can have your own little twisted self important utopia, but for the sake of Tom Cruise's thetans, would you please eat normal pizza. Here's a little hint, when you have to dig through the entire contents of an organic vegetable plantation to find cheese and crust (which of course is Organic Tibetan Yak Cheese and Gluten Free Artisan Tuscan Fu*k Crust) it stops being a pizza and starts being just another extension of your ridiculous "holier than Dominos" attitude that makes people want to play with jackhammers along your many fault lines hoping to speed along your descent into the ocean. You aren't that awesome. You waaaay over pay for housing only to get robbed by one of about a hundred gangs, car jacked, destroyed by fire, or sold some bad blow by a Sheen or a Bieber. It's obvious you are willing to take some risk, so pry the solar panel out of your ass and go eat a real pizza with meat and vegetables that came from a can like God intended.