If Life At Pizza Hut was a shitty sitcom... cue the infamous canned laughter you would always here on those shows.
"This sure is good pizza," Amy admitted as she munched on a slice of pepperoni pizza. "It's so yummy!"
Cue the intended response.
"Oh, it most definitely was!" Cream added as she clapped her hands together gleefully.
Cue the canned response.
"Huhuhuhu, lard butt!" Knuckles randomly exclaimed as he held a slice of sausage topped pizza in his right hand.
Cue in the laughter.
Silver sighed as he folded his arms, leaning on the green counter. "Do we really need this? There's absolutely nothing of value with this canned laughter."
Canned laughter.
"It's done intentionally to annoy the readers." Vector pinpointed as he held a cardboard box full of cracked pepper seasoned pizza. "Besides, the author got a bit lazy, if you can tell by the fact that this barely has any words in it."
You know what that means.
The Pizza Hut suddenly collapsed on itself, crushing everyone aside as the night continued on.
Cue canned laughter.
"Doesn't it bug you how response aren't so natural?"
"Yeah, I don't like it. It feels so wrong."
"Well it's done because certain nimrods don't know the proper response to whatever it is they're reacting too."
"So you think it's there to gauge something out of them?"
"How should we know, none of us made a show."