Sometimes you just really need pie and nothing will stand in your way.

I like where this is going…

I love it!

i’m kinda fuzzy here. do we try to add some more lines to the story or just comment on what we just read. forgive me………kinda dull witted when it comes to this kinda stuff
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I know the value of pie. In Junior High, we got the left over pies from the 8th graders Pie Day. (They also have Decades Day where everyone dresses up as hippies). It was a matter of life or death. If I didn’t act fast, I would have been stuck with an overly done apple pie (which I am incredibly bored of). The choice was mine, I beat my rival to the delicious berry filled pie. The taste makes me want to leave my diet for someone else to finish. All is fair in love, war, and pie.

I know that was lame, but it is a true story.

I like this story.

I don’t think you should give him the pie. If he were a real mobster, he wouldn’t be on the train.
Plus, it’s pie.

interesting and comical.