[ WP ] A man orders a `` cheese pizza with no crust '' from a local pizza delivery joint as a joke . Unbeknownst to him , that pizza joint is a drug front and he just placed an order for a kilo of cocaine .

The man behind the counter smirked and called who I assumed to be the boss over. 
 
 `` Hey man,'' said the man who I placed my order to only a moment ago, `` Guy just said he wants a cheese pizza with no crust.'' The boss's eyes widen for a split second before he turned to me. 
 
 `` Ya sure that's what you want, buddy?'' He asked, leaning over the counter. I smiled stupidly, I figured I'd get some sort of reaction when I placed my order. I always wondered what pizza without a crust would taste like and this place had pretty cheap prices so I figured I'd might as well try to see if it could be done. 
 
 `` Yessir!'' I replied, `` And maybe through in some garlic knots if you're up to the challenge.'' I had no idea what came over me to be this cocky. The boss almost frowned at my remark but hid it quickly. 
 
 `` Look buddy, I ai n't got no'garlic knot' or whatever you may think those are but exit the front and come around back in'bout five minutes and you'll get your... pizza.'' He said sternly. I was a little disappointed that I would n't be getting the garlic knots -- I was pretty hungry -- but I was shocked to see that I'd be getting a pizza pie with no crust. I wondered at that moment if I should have asked for a topping but decided against it. 
 
 `` Do you want me to pay now? How much would that even cost?'' I was going to ask but before I had time to even finish my questions the boss put his hand up to silence me. 
 
 `` You should know what it costs, buddy; you ordered it. Pay out back.'' Then he turned and left. I was going to ask the chef behind the counter what that was about but he was already trying to concern himself with the next customer. 
 
 As I walked out of the pizzeria I realized that it was odd that I had n't seen the chef put anything in the oven and yet I was going to have my crustless pizza in five minutes. Maybe they saw right through my joke and were turning this around on me? Does n't matter. I walked to the back of the store and waited. I decided that if nobody showed up in five minutes I'd just go to the deli across the street and get a sandwich. I kept pulling my phone out to check the time during what felt like an eternity but was only a few minutes. Just as I was about to walk away I heard the back door open and I saw the boss staring at me. 
 
 `` Come.'' He demanded coldly. I tried to step all the way through the door but before I could he shoved a heavy bag into my chest. 
 
 `` It's twenty.'' He said with his hand out, ready to accept cash. I figured that was a bit much for whatever this concoction was but what the hell. This guy seemed alright and he did make an unorthodox pizza for me. I dug out a twenty dollar bill from my wallet and slapped it into his hand. 
 
 `` It's been a pleasure my good sir.'' I said with a laugh and turned to walk away. Before I had the chance to move I felt the boss grab my shoulder and spin me around. 
 
 `` Is this some sort of joke?!'' He screamed, spit flying into my face. I looked at him, confused by his anger. 
 
 `` Well... yeah. I did n't actually think you'd go through with it.'' I stuttered in response. 
 
 `` Who sent you? Mazzetti? That man has been trying to cheat me for years. I did n't think he'd stoop this low to ruin my trade. I should shoot you to send him a message.'' His eyes bore a look of pure anger. 
 
 `` Hey man, I thought we were buddies... I do n't know no Mozzarella, except the one on this pizza, HEYO!'' I said, patting the bag, hoping to lighten the mood. The man seemed to grow in size as his anger cause his body to tense. 
 
 `` You little punk, who do you think you're talking to?! The crap in the bag is worth twenty grand. Either you give me the money or I kill you.'' I felt my jaw drop. Twenty thousand dollars for a pizza without bread? Who comes up with that stuff? 
 
 `` Uhhh... sorry many but that is almost a third of my student loans. I kinda do n't think a pizza without a crust on it is worth twenty grand. You can have it back. I could just through cheese and sauce together in my microwave at home if I want.'' I tried to put the bag into the boss's closed fist but he would n't have it. He just continued to stare at me, but now only with a look of confusion. 
 
 `` You bustin' my balls, son? Twenty grand is the lowest I will go on that block of white crap. You've dug yourself too deep now.'' White crap? What the hell was he talking about? I opened the bag and saw inside was nothing resembling my faux pizza but instead a square chunk of cocaine. My heart began to race and I dropped the bag. My mouth agate, I looked at the boss. Before I even knew what I was doing I felt my legs running as fast as they could. I heard screams coming from behind me but I did n't dare look back. I made it all the way back to my apartment in about ten minutes. Out of breath I locked the doors and prayed that I was n't followed.
