I wish I could tell you this pie summit ended with our solving all the world's ills. Instead I'll tell you the truth, which is that we talked about poop--how big, how long, who wins.
No matter how good the pie (or any other delectable treat) is going in, it's always going to turn to poop. Isn't that a little depressing? We take the best and turn it into a stinky mess.
Either there was a third party at this pie summit, or Leah's developed man hands.
Everyone knows you can't have just two people at a pie summit. Who raised you?!
But...there is only...ONE glass of wine. I'm so confused!
Katelar-
Leah gets the glass, our esteemed guest drinks the beer, and I have my wine straight from the bottle.
-Simon
yummmmmmm piiiiiiie :)
Few! Thanks, Simon.
You can win at pooping?
I ALWAYS win at pooping.
And here I thought the poop you were talking about was baby poop. That's what happens when you ASSume.
No matter how good the pie (or any other delectable treat) is going in, it's always going to turn to poop. Isn't that a little depressing? We take the best and turn it into a stinky mess.
Seriously, nobody wins when poop is involved!