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The Night of Pie |
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Ah yes the Night of Pie. I remember it well, it was a short time after I got back from Syracuse. Richman called up and said, "Hey Haffner, you want to watch Men in Black II?" On any normal day I would cringe at the thought of seeing a movie of that level of horrible predictivity, and that day I actually did but it was night. I was bored like many nights and I hadn't seen my buds for a while, so I decided it would be ok to see the horrible movie.
Yes, so then our great adventurers, (listed in alphabetical order according to last name) John Haffner (a local habidasher), Mike Richman (fishing boat captain), Diana Rodriguez (popcorn popper at every loews movie thetre on the planet I still need to find out how she does it), and Dr. Dan Wynne (Supervisor of Product Testing at Bic Clickable Pen Line), set off on a journey so great they couldn't comprehend it till a few months later.
First leg on the journey, our heros sat through the movie of Men in Black II. Unbelievably a few of them enjoyed it. But that is not where the action starts.
It begins in the process of thinking of things to do Mike came up with the idea to go on a quest for the illusive slice of tasty pie. He had remembered a wonderful slice of pie he had obtained in Amityville. And so it began. |
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Here we are in the car on the way to Amityville or actually there. I'm not quite sure. In Amityville we drove past some local hooligans. We stopped and I asked them, "Where's there pie?" This is all i said to them. Of course they were exceedingly confused and we drove away as quickly as we came. After that there was construction going on in downtown Amityville and pasted by the hooligans again, but we didn't ask again. As soon as we asked each other what we should do, an ad for the Crazy Coyote in Farmingdale came on the radio. Farmingdale is really close to Amityville so we went with what intension I'm not sure. |
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This is me, Dan, Richman, and Diana. We went to the Crazy Coyote pulled into the parking lot not seeing that there was valet parking we were like, "woo party!" So then we reallized that we had to pay to park. That made this place seem quite a bit less appealing so we pulled up the the valet guys and went past them without saying anything and turned around and tried to get out of the parking lot. There were cones in the way of the exit so I got out of the car and moved them while the valet guys just stared at me without saying a word. |
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So after that we thought it would be more fun to go play mini golf anyway. And so we played. Here I'm not sure what's up with me in the picture I might have spotted a pie in the sky. Richman saw it too I think but somehow looked at the camera just in time. Dan just looks Danish. Yeah that too, I meant to say Dannish. I bet if he had one of those hats he would look like the Benjiman Moore kid. |
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After we were done with the mini golf we found a local eating establishment on the way home. And guess what ordered! Of course I did! I got myself a big slice of lemon meringue pie. It looked a little like this only in slice form. Click on the pie to here the conclusion of my the story. |
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This is me freaking out either cause I wanted pie or was annoyed about not making a shot. Probably both. |
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