Mediocre pizza, but delivered warm. Yum!
I cannot wait until the first story about Butch Cassidy and the Sundance kid, derailing one of these and stealing the pizzas out of it.
So does this mean they’ll stop leaving ruts in my lawn as they try to maneuver their cars out of my driveway?
No armor plating?
So much for inexpensive pizza! This has got to be an ad gimmick.
They should license a transformer sound effect when the side door opens..!
Oven access on the driver’s side will force drivers to stand in the street to pull out pizzas. Maybe not the best arrangement.
If they attach Claymors and flamethrowers for the GibsMeDats I’ll donate.
It did not take that long to build a Carrier did it?
TTIUWOP
Fake...
The last time I had a Dominos pizza delivered was 1993. I opened the box and everything was on the side of the box. I was so mad I drove back to the pizza parlor and threw it on the counter. Then said rather loudly “keep your crap”. I walked out and have not been to a Dominos since.
If people think customer service is not important think of all the pizza I never ordered from them again. I eat a lot of pizza.
So if this helps improve customer service it is money well spent. Me I will never know since I will never buy another pizza from them.
Oh and that pizza parlor has since closed down. Not enough repeat customers I guess. To bad it was a great location for one.
"The Deliverator's car has enough potential energy packed into its batteries to fire a pound of bacon into the Asteroid Belt. Unlike a bimbo box or a Burb beater, the Deliverator's car unloads that power through gaping, gleaming, polished sphincters... You want to talk contact patches? Your car's tires have tiny contact patches, talk to the asphalt in four places the size of your tongue. The Deliverator's car has big sticky tires with contact patches the size of a fat lady's thighs. The Deliverator is in touch with the road, starts like a bad day, stops on a peseta.
As he scrunches to a stop, the electromechanical hatch on the flank of his car is already opening to reveal his empty pizza slots, the door clicking and folding back in on itself like the wing of a beetle. The slots are waiting. Waiting for hot pizza."
