Fine. Guess I'll have to settle for regular old sandwiches, then. Bor-ing.

[ look at what you've condemned them all to, rach. look at it. ]

At least the pies aren't trying to eat us. I think I heard the fairies talking about something like that once - the food trying to eat the eater. It's like... [ time to break out the old Russian accent, terrible as it is. ] "In Soviet Drabwurld, the food eats you!"