pie plop.

In honor of Pi Day on Thursday, we had Bernz and Wes over for some pie. When I got home from work, I made the easiest pie in the world, and put it in the fridge to set. Bernz and Wes came over a few hours later, and we busted out the pie. I guess those few hours weren't enough for the pie to set, because we ended up with soupy pie (that was delicious, nonetheless), and called it pie plop. We ate it with spoons.

And for the rest of the night, the men talked about video games, and the ladies talked about recording our songs from our high school band this summer, and left two obnoxious voicemails on Emily's phone.

I think I'll have myself another piece of pie plop.

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