My Pie
“Hey Daniel, some help here?”
“Sure, Jack. Whoa, five chocolate pie pieces? Wait, that’s the LAST five pieces! Okay, so you’re sharing, right?”
“Share? No way.”
“You’re seriously not eating ALL of these? Jack?”
“I like pie.”
“Fine, I’ll get ‘em to bring out more.”
“No more. I asked. Now just help me get MY pie plates over to a table. Daniel?”
“You’re not willing to share; I’m not willing to help, Colonel Greedy. Have YOUR pies back!”
“Wait, Daniel, too many! Noooooo!”
CLATTER! CRASH! SPLURT!
“Tsk-tsk-tsk, being greedy never pays.”
“My pi-iiiies!”
“Were pies. Now closer to resembling cow-pies.”
The End
