Doughmination Begins Today

He rose from the fiery depths of a broken pizza oven—gooey, angry, and loaded with toppings. With dough like armor and basil locks whipping in the wind, he stomps through alleyways where grease dares not drip. To the sauce-sinners and crust-ignoring cowards, he brings heat. He doesn’t just deliver justice—he hand-tosses it straight to your face. Garlic fear fills the air as he slices through the silence. This isn’t your average topping... this is doughmination.