Arianna stayed in one corner as she cried

Arianna stayed in one corner as she cried the whole afternoon. Her heart was crushed into a million pieces. He was gone and he would never come back.

Sam tapped Arianna on the shoulder. She smiled through her tears. "Why did you come back to me after all this time?" "I just stepped out for some cigs and a 6-pack. Chips?"

kicking and screaming. "Why were you so late?!" Arianna whined as Sam pulled her into his convertible. "You left me at that stupid corner! Wearing this! People probably thought I

actually like Prada. Perhaps the ride would ruffle the fabric, creating the look of

a large piece of pie. The delicious pie which could cause many men to cower at the immense size of it. Few have tried to take bites from it, none have succeeded. All of a sudden,

I was gripped with a deep hunger more urgent than anything I'd previously imagined. I dislocated my jaw, pressed my face hard up against the immense pie and began pounding the top

in a perhaps futile attempt to fit it all in my mouth at one time. There was just so much of it, and I only had so much mouth. I pounded and pounded, but the pie simply

squirted out in the corner of my lips (i'd moistened them before hand). Pie goop shot into Ferris Blandone's eye. So he socked me in the gut. All the pies I'd eaten, rumbled and

digested, I'd never farted one out of my mouth before. Pie pie pie pie pie. Chocolate pie, rhubarb pie, custard pie, blueberry, almost, duck, baby pie, but never a lima bean pie.