There was a Sbarro at the mall I used to hang out at where I went to college, and the combination of a slop slice of pizza plus their baked ziti with extra sauce got me through many an existential crisis.
If by "kids" you mean "people who put pineapple on pizza," then I agree.
For the record, my go-to is to order one half pepperoni and olive, and one half sausage and bell pepper, then alternate slices. All those things together on a slice is too much, but alternating those two pairs of toppings is some sort of weird perfection.
Pedants and weebs, we keep this place chugging along.