It’s almost Thanksgiving. And you know what that means. No, I’m not talking about seeing family. Forget them. I’m talking about seeing pie. Glorious, delicious, wonderous, pie. Pies of all kinds. Pumpkin. Apple. Lemon Meringue. Fat pies. Skinny pies. Pies who climb on rocks.
THIS is what Thanksgiving is about people. Don’t let anyone fool you into believing otherwise.
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