It all started when Max, a self-proclaimed inventor, decided the world needed something revolutionary. Tired of waiting for pizza deliveries, he figured he’d solve this "first-world crisis" by creating an automatic pizza dispenser—a vending machine that would serve fresh pizza instantly.

Max spent weeks in his garage working on the prototype, fueled by energy drinks and dreams of fame. After countless hours, there it was: a towering, gleaming machine with a big red button labeled **"PIZZA!"**

He invited his best friends over for the grand unveiling. As they gathered around, Max stood proudly, grinning ear to ear. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said, flourishing his hand toward the machine, "prepare to witness the future of pizza!"

With a dramatic pause, Max pressed the big red button. The machine buzzed, hummed, and beeped loudly. Everyone watched in anticipation as a slot opened, and out came... nothing. Just a whiff of warm air.

Max frowned. "Uh, hold on, guys." He pressed the button again. The machine whirred even louder this time. Then, with a loud *bang*, it spat out a single, very tiny pizza. It was barely the size of a cookie.

His friends burst into laughter. "Max, is that a pizza for ants?" one of them joked.

Determined, Max adjusted a few settings. "Alright, third time's the charm!" he declared, pressing the button once more. The machine groaned, shuddered, and then... pizza began pouring out. Not just one pizza, but dozens. They shot out like frisbees, flying across the room!

His friends ducked and dodged as the pizza discs ricocheted off walls, knocking over lamps and sending furniture flying. One pizza landed perfectly on someone’s head like a hat. Another soared through the open window and hit a passing cyclist.

Chaos erupted. Pizza sauce splattered everywhere, turning the living room into a war zone of toppings and cheese.

Max frantically yanked the machine’s plug out of the socket, but by then, it was too late. The room was buried in a mountain of pizzas. His friends were breathless from laughing.

"So... anyone hungry?" Max asked sheepishly, digging himself out from a pile of pepperoni.

One of his friends, wiping sauce off her face, grinned. "You know, Max, this might be the best invention you've ever made. Just... maybe don’t use it indoors."

From that day on, Max’s automatic pizza dispenser became a hit—but only for outdoor parties and pizza-eating contests. And Max? He learned that even when things go wrong, they can still end up being a huge success... just not in the way you planned.

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