Having witnessed other people's attempts to attain the sacred Pizza, Katchoo devises a plan so cunning, so evil, so diabolical, that it permantantly warps the minds of all those who grasp it's existance.
Unfortunately, Katchoo gets distracted by the spinning motion of a ceiling fan above him and promptly forgets his scheme. Gazing upon the box once more, Katchoo promptly gets ensnared with the others.
Katchoo (addressing the others in the box): "So....anyone up for a game of Twister? I brought the baby oil."
