ftfy, I Yelped every Chipotle within 300 miles of me, thousands of reviews total and locations with more than 20 reviews are either 3.5/5, which imho is too high. Or the locations in areas with lots of Mexican people and real Mexican places 2.5-3/5 which is accurate. At best 3.5/5 is a piss poor rating for a spot that's suppose to have uber delicious wonderful food. Especially considering how outrageously expensive they are. If Little Ceasers charged $20 for this pizza I would hate it as much as I hate Shitpotle.
So like, many many people that agree with you = a lot of reviews that you don't agree with.
OK.
The rest of your post = you really go way the fuck out of your way to hate on something for a bunch of made-the-fuck-up reasons. you know what--little ceasers is some of the worst food ever. No contest really, and that is completely quantifiable by their food sourcing and the fact that most of their "product" tastes like silly puddy. but hey: if it costs 5 bucks and can feed a family of 5--why not!
That being said: the video of the fat dude sitting in his car and eating that pizza, makes it seem quite delicious--it captures all of the amazing things about food: fat, cheese, bread, pork-based meat. that is hard to beat.
did you just learn a lesson? I explained why a place like little ceasers deserves a shit reputation: you know, producing horrible food that is generally incompatible with human nutritional needs, yet I also present and fully appreciate how some of that can be absolutely delicious. Not only that, but I can see myself eating the fuck out of it. Like I give a fucking tit how many chili clubs you have joined, or bacon clubs with which you pay dues--guess what: I'm sure if I send those asswipes $10/month, I can suddenly claim I am a certified expert in whatthefuckever I claim to be
You see, I don't have my head so firmly shoved up my own asshole as you do. (I mean, sometimes it's up there, clearly--but not nearly as often)
Now go suck on a grapple and learn to appreciate things for what they try to be.
(well, except Grapples--because that's the kind of shit that morons eat.)