If you weigh 200lb and eat 2lb of pizza you are approximately 1% pizza.

When I was younger, I could eat superhuman amounts of food and not gain an ounce (I was even accused of having anorexia by strangers because I was so thin).

Now, if I even think about one serving of ice cream, I gain ten pounds. Oh shit, I’ve done it. Back to the treadmill, I guess.

I worked at a pizza buffet back in high school. There was a guy who would come in from time to time and eat 6 whole pizzas. He would wait for us to put a fresh pepperoni out then just dump the entire thing on his plate.

is it, though?

a stomach can stretch upto 4 litres in capacity when pushed (one source). that's 4000cm³ (or 244 cubic inches).

to fill that capacity, the volume of a pizza needs to be 4000cm³ or 244 inch³.

take πr²h = 4000 for thin crust pizzas, if we assume the average height of pizza and toppings as 1cm, our equation simplifies to πr² = 4000; which gives the radius of the pizza as around 36 cms -- or a diameter of 72 cms (or 28").

if we take a thicker pizza of an average crust thickness of 1", then our equation for square inches simplifies to πr² = 244. which gives us a radius of about 9" or a diameter of 18".

since most pizzas top out at 12"-14" diameter (thin and thick crust volume varying between 700cm³ to 2600cm³), if anything, we're nowhere near achieving our full potential!

I feel personally attacked

My little brother in HS was a bottomless pit. He played sports and went to the gym for extracurricular activities he was downing at LEAST 6000 calories a day. It was a wonder to watch. Kept our fridge empty while he lived with us.

It's me. I'm some human.

Every pizza is a personal pizza if you just believe in yourself.

I sometimes have a normal Pizza, Double Burger, Chili Cheese Nuggets, croquettes and Ben&Jerries.

One word: Mindestbestellwert. (Minimum order value)

When I was 8 years old, my sister ordered an XL pizza from papa johns. And I said "Ok......but what are YOU having?" She laughed it off as me saying I'd eat the whole thing myself. I saw no joke. So I made her order a second pizza for herself. She got a small. And when I was done with my pizza, I ate half of her pizza. She then accused me of playing some prank on her. She searched her apartment up and down claiming I was hiding the pizza somewhere. I was like "YOU WATCHED ME EAT MOST OF IT!!!"

My stomach did not have an "off" button. At least not until decades later when they removed 2/3rds of my colon. Now I can eat something small to medium sized and feel like I'm full.

But back then? I honestly think if you'd have put 10 XL pizzas in front of me, I'd have eaten them all if I liked the toppings. Then asked for snacks later.

Why? It doesn't seem terrifying or amazing to me. Maybe an eyebrow raise.

As one of those that easily destroy an XL pizza in one go... why is that terrifying?

I Mean, overall I don't eat all that much... I never eat breakfast and very rarely eat lunch, so one or two meals a day for me (historically a very active person) has to be large to make up for the times I don't have time (or want) to stop and eat. So it takes at least a large pizza or like two boxes of Mac & cheese to even come close to refilling my fuel tank.

The trick is to put half in one end, and the rest in the other.

If the diameter is not at least 40cm, it's not a pizza for me.

I fucking wish