Times like these
Apr. 30th, 2005 04:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's usually around 4 a.m. when I get the uncontrollable urge to cut off all of my hair with construction paper scissors.
Instead, I baked this pie. I like to call it the "Peace Pie." Want a piece of peace pie? Ho ho. Naturally, I think I burned it. Fuck you, Peace Pie!

Instead, I baked this pie. I like to call it the "Peace Pie." Want a piece of peace pie? Ho ho. Naturally, I think I burned it. Fuck you, Peace Pie!

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Date: 2005-04-30 07:43 pm (UTC)Give pie a chance!
Date: 2005-04-30 08:09 pm (UTC)Maybe I can give you some baking lessons. The thing is, you just throw things in a tin and stick it in an oven. Usually at like, 375. For a while. Then you take it out and eat it. It's like magic! I'll teach your girls how to bake too. Something easy, like eclairs.
Re: Give pie a chance!
Date: 2005-04-30 08:10 pm (UTC)How do you not forget that there is something cooking at 375?
Re: Give pie a chance!
Date: 2005-04-30 08:14 pm (UTC)— "Didn't you say your pie had to be in there for an hour?"
— "Yes. At least an hour."
— "Well, it's been an hour and a half."
— "....BAWK!!!"
:)