We only go to One World when we're too intoxicated to realize that well, we're at One World. My roommates and I would usually wake up in the morning with a couple plain white cardboard boxes on our living room table with nothing left but grease stains in them. Seems like the $5 dollar pizzas win us over after a long night on Green St.
I have had One World sober. Maybe if I was drunk, it would have tasted better. Not exactly quality ingredients and the bread tastes a little like the white cardboard box it comes in.
Open basically until the sun rises, it does it's job of satisfying late night hunger. Personally, I'd opt for passing out instead.